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Life comes in clusters, clusters of solitude, then a cluster when there is hardly time to breathe.

May Sarton

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May Sarton
Age: 83 †
Born: 1912
Born: May 3
Died: 1995
Died: July 16
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May Eleanor Sarton
Clusters
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Solitude
Breathe
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Time
Life
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