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I have been loved,' she said, 'by something strange, and it has forgotten me.

Djuna Barnes

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Djuna Barnes
Age: 90 †
Born: 1892
Born: June 12
Died: 1982
Died: June 18
Journalist
Novelist
Playwright
Poet
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Cornwall on Hudson
New York
Lydia Steptoe
Something
Forgotten
Strange
Loved

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