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I tied down time with a rope but it came back. Then I put my head in a death bowl and my eyes shut up like clams. They didn't come back.

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
Eye
Bowl
Death
Bowls
Didn
Rope
Back
Tied
Come
Shut
Time
Head
Like
Came
Eyes
Clams

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