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Once I was a couple. I was my own king and queen with cheese and bread and rosé on the rocks of Rockport.

Anne Sexton

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Anne Sexton
Age: 45 †
Born: 1928
Born: November 9
Died: 1974
Died: October 4
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Newton
Massachusetts
Anne Gray Harvey
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Cheese
Queens
Bread
King
Kings
Rocks
Couple

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