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Death's not a separation or alteration or parting it's just a one-handled door.

Stevie Smith

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Stevie Smith
Age: 68 †
Born: 1902
Born: September 20
Died: 1971
Died: March 7
Illustrator
Novelist
Performing Artist
Poet
Writer
Hull
England
Florence Margaret Smith
Separation
Grief
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Doors
Death
Alteration
Alterations
Handled
Parting

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This Englishwoman is so refined, She has no bosom and no behind.
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