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Things were not tragic for us then, because although we cared passionately we didn't care deeply.
Vita Sackville-West
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Vita Sackville-West
Age: 70 †
Born: 1892
Born: March 9
Died: 1962
Died: June 2
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See the last orange roses, how they blow / Deeper and heavier than in their prime, / In one defiant flame before they go.
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I loved you when love was Spring, and May, Loved you when summer deepened into June, and now when autumn yellows all the leaves.
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It is dreadful how I miss you, and everything that everybody says seems flat and stupid.
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