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The visible exhausts me. I am dissolved in shadow.
Theodore Roethke
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Theodore Roethke
Age: 55 †
Born: 1908
Born: May 25
Died: 1963
Died: August 1
Poet
Teacher
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Saginaw
Michigan
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