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When I lie down to love, old dwarf heart shakes her head. Like an imbecile she was born old.

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
Born
Dwarf
Heart
Imbeciles
Love
Dwarves
Like
Dwarfs
Shakes
Head
Age
Lying
Imbecile

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