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I see all of us reading ourselves away from ourselves, straining in circles of light to find more light until the line of words becomes a trail of crumbs that we follow across a page of fresh snow.

Billy Collins

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Billy Collins
Age: 83
Born: 1941
Born: March 22
Poet
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Manhattan borough
New York City
William James Collins
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