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someones married their everyones laughed their cryings and did their dance (sleep wake hope and then) they said their nevers they slept their dream
e. e. cummings
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e. e. cummings
Age: 67 †
Born: 1894
Born: October 14
Died: 1962
Died: September 3
Novelist
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Cambridge
Massachusetts
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