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There are people who live inside their heads and their intellects. It's something one is born with and stuck with. It's not something you make a decision about.
Charles Simic
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Charles Simic
Age: 86
Born: 1938
Born: May 9
Anglicist
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University Teacher
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Belgrade
Serbia
Dušan Simić
Čarls Simić
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