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The day of fire is coming, the thrush will fly ablaze like a little sky rocket.

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
Rocket
Rockets
Sky
Coming
Fire
Littles
Little
Ablaze
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Thrush

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