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Blessed be Death, that cuts in marble What would have sunk to dust!
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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This book, when I am dead, will be A little faint perfume of me. People who knew me well will say, She really used to think that way.
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