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The fish are naked. The fish are always awake. They are the color of old spoons and caramels.

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
Color
Always
Caramel
Spoons
Fish
Fishes
Awake
Naked

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