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I have forgiven all the old actors for dying. A new one comes on with the same lines, like large white growths, in his mouth. The dancers come on from the wings, perfectly mated.

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
Comes
Wings
Growths
Come
Large
Mated
Like
Dying
Dancers
Growth
Forgiven
Lines
Dancer
Acting
Perfectly
Actors
Mouth
White
Mouths

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