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I do not think there is a woman in whom the roots of passion shoot deeper than in me.
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I dread no more the first white in my hair, Or even age itself, the easy shoe, The cane, the wrinkled hands, the special chair. Time, doing this to me, may alter too. My sorrow, into something I can bear.
- Edna St. Vincent Millay