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You see, I am a poet, and not quite right in the head, darling. It’s only that.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
Age: 58 †
Born: 1892
Born: February 22
Died: 1950
Died: October 19
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Beauty never slumbers All is in her name But the rose remembers The dust from which it came.
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