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I woke at intervals until . . . the intervals of waking tipped the scales, and I was more often awake than not.

Annie Dillard

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Annie Dillard
Age: 79
Born: 1945
Born: April 30
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University Teacher
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Pittsburg
Pennsylvania
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Intervals
Woke
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Scales
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Tipped

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