My candle burns at both ends; It will not last the night; But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends — It gives a lovely light!
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
Edna St. Vincent Millay (February 22, 1892 – October 19, 1950) was an American lyrical poet and playwright.
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