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What's the point of fighting the dollars when all you need is a warm bed? When the dog barks you let him in. All we need is someone to let us in. And one other thing: to consider the lilies in the field.

Anne Sexton

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Anne Sexton
Age: 45 †
Born: 1928
Born: November 9
Died: 1974
Died: October 4
Poet
Writer
Newton
Massachusetts
Anne Gray Harvey
Someone
Warm
Need
Field
Needs
Dollars
Thing
Consider
Life
Dog
Barks
Fields
Lilies
Fighting
Bark
Point
Bed

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