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What's memory but the ash That chokes our fires that have begun to sink?

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William Butler Yeats
Age: 73 †
Born: 1865
Born: June 13
Died: 1939
Died: January 28
Astrologer
Mystic
Playwright
Poet
Politician
Writer
Scrooby
Nottinghamshire
W. B. Yeats
William Yeats
W.B. Yeats
Memory
Memories
Fire
Chokes
Fires
Choke
Sink
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Ashes

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