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Tis Not Love's Going Hurts My Days, But That It Went In Little Ways. -- Edna St.
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Tis not love's going hurts my days, but that it went in little ways.
-- Edna St. Vincent Millay
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After all my erstwhile dear, My no longer cherished, Need we say it was not love, Just because it perished?
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