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My heart is a garden tired with autumn.

Sara Teasdale

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Sara Teasdale
Age: 48 †
Born: 1884
Born: August 8
Died: 1933
Died: January 29
Poet
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St. Louis
Missouri
Sara Teasdale Filsinger
Sara Trevor Teasdale
Tired
Heart
Dahlias
Autumn
Garden

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