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I go about looking at horses and cattle. They eat grass, make love, work when they have to, bear their young. I am sick with envy of them.

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Sherwood Anderson
Age: 64 †
Born: 1876
Born: September 13
Died: 1941
Died: March 8
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Buck Fever
Make
Simplicity
Love
Bear
Horse
Bears
Sick
Cattle
Looking
Horses
Young
Envy
Work
Grass

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