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It's so dreadful to have nothing to love - life is so empty - and there's nothing worse than emptiness.
Lucy Maud Montgomery
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Lucy Maud Montgomery
Age: 67 †
Born: 1874
Born: November 30
Died: 1942
Died: April 24
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