Flowers that grow where old ones have withered serve to remind us that death will one day come to us all.
— Arthur Golden
Memoirs of a Geisha
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Flowers that grow where old ones have withered serve to remind us that death will one day come to us all.
— Arthur Golden
Memoirs of a Geisha
© Spoligo | 2025 All rights reserved