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I am getting sick of people. I am falling in love with things. They hold their tongues.

Fanny Fern

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Fanny Fern
Age: 61 †
Born: 1811
Born: July 9
Died: 1872
Died: October 10
Columnist
Essayist
Journalist
Novelist
Writer
Portland
Maine
Sara Payson Willis Parton
Sara Payson Willis
Things
Love
Tongues
People
Falling
Tongue
Sick
Hold
Getting
Fall

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