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There is nothing ridiculous in love.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Age: 68 †
Born: 1850
Born: November 5
Died: 1919
Died: October 30
Author
Poet
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Janesville
Wisconsin
Ridiculous
Nothing
Love

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