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Between the finite and the infinite The missing link of Love has left a void. Supply the link, and earth with Heaven will join In one continued chain of endless life.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Age: 68 †
Born: 1850
Born: November 5
Died: 1919
Died: October 30
Author
Poet
Writer
Janesville
Wisconsin
Life
Chains
Link
Endless
Chain
Infinite
Continued
Missing
Finite
Heaven
Supply
Left
Links
Earth
Void
Love
Join

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