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Let there be a heaven so that man may outlive his grasses.

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
Grasses
Outlive
Afterlife
Grass
Heaven
May
Men

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