heart dies a slow death, shedding hope like leaves one day none. No ho — Arthur Golden, Memoirs a Geisha

Arthur Golden Memoirs of a Geisha

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The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains.

Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha

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