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What's missing is the eyeballs in each of us, but it doesn't matter because you've got the bucks, the bucks, the bucks.

Anne Sexton

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Anne Sexton
Age: 45 †
Born: 1928
Born: November 9
Died: 1974
Died: October 4
Poet
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Newton
Massachusetts
Anne Gray Harvey
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Matter
Eyeballs
Bucks
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