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Despite my asbestos gloves, the cough is filling me with black, and a red powder seeps through my veins.
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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