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Strange how few, After alls said and done, the things that are Of moment.
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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A ghost in marble of a girl you knew Who would have loved you in a day or two.
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