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Love is not love until love's vulnerable.

Theodore Roethke

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Theodore Roethke
Age: 55 †
Born: 1908
Born: May 25
Died: 1963
Died: August 1
Poet
Teacher
Writer
Saginaw
Michigan
Love
Vulnerability
Vulnerable
Relationship

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