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I will come back to you, I swear I will And you will know me still. I shall be only a little taller Than when I went.
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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