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The entire history of human desire takes about seventy minutes to tell. Unfortunately, we don’t have that kind of time.

Richard Siken

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Richard Siken
Age: 57
Born: 1967
Born: February 15
Poet
New York City
New York
History
Tell
Seventy
Human
Seventies
Humans
Unfortunately
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Entire
Time
Minutes
Takes
Desire

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