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Heap not on this mound roses that she loved so well why bewilder her with roses that she cannot see or smell.

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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