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When Life knocks at the door no one can wait, When Death makes his arrest we have to go.

John Masefield

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John Masefield
Age: 88 †
Born: 1878
Born: June 1
Died: 1967
Died: May 12
Journalist
Novelist
Poet
Writer
County of Herefordshire
John Edward Masefield
Arrest
Wait
Door
Doors
Waiting
Death
Makes
Life
Knocks

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