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Yes, I know. Death sits with his key in my lock. Not one day is taken for granted. Even nursery rhymes have put me in hock.

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
Keys
Carpe
Taken
Nursery
Death
Lock
Even
Sits
Locks
Rhyme
Mortality
Hock
Granted
Rhymes

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