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The dead keep their secrets, and in a while we shall be as wise as they - and as taciturn.
Alexander Smith
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Alexander Smith
Age: 36 †
Born: 1830
Born: December 31
Died: 1867
Died: January 5
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Cille Mheàrnaig
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Taciturn
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