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My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy.
W. S. Merwin
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W. S. Merwin
Age: 91 †
Born: 1927
Born: September 30
Died: 2019
Died: March 15
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New York City
New York
William Stanley Merwin
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