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The silence is death. It comes each day with its shock to sit on my shoulder, a white bird, and peck at the black eyes and the vibrating red muscle of my mouth.

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
Death
Mouths
Vibrating
Bird
Muscle
Silence
Shoulder
Eyes
Muscles
Eye
Shock
White
Shoulders
Black
Red
Comes
Mouth
Peck

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