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I would sell my life to avoid the pain that begins in the crib with its bars or perhaps with your first breath when the planets drill your future into you.

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
Firsts
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First
Sells
Would
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Crib
Life
Avoid
Drill
Planets
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Perhaps
Bars
Future
Sell
Pain
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