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You cutting the lawn, fixing the machines, all this leprous day and then more vodka, more soda and the pond forgiving our bodies, the pond sucking out the throb.

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
Ponds
Lawns
Fixing
Throb
Bodies
Sucking
Forgiving
Lawn
Machines
Pond
Cutting
Soda
Body
Vodka

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