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Thumbs grow into my throat. I wear slaps like a spot of rouge.

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
Wear
Slaps
Grow
Rouge
Grows
Thumbs
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Slap
Assault
Spot
Throat
Spots

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