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When I am alone I am happy.

William Carlos Williams

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William Carlos Williams
Age: 79 †
Born: 1883
Born: September 17
Died: 1963
Died: March 4
Autobiographer
Literary Critic
Physician
Physician Writer
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Single
Alone
Happy

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History, history! We fools, what do we know or care.
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