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I'm a fart in a gale of wind, a humble violet under a cow pat.

Djuna Barnes

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Djuna Barnes
Age: 90 †
Born: 1892
Born: June 12
Died: 1982
Died: June 18
Journalist
Novelist
Playwright
Poet
Writer
Cornwall on Hudson
New York
Lydia Steptoe
Gale
Fart
Violet
Cows
Humble
Wind

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