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This dream of our youth will fade out as the splendor Fades from the skies when the sun sinks to sleep.

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
Splendor
Fades
Sky
Sun
Youth
Sleep
Sinks
Dream
Skies
Fade

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