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"But now I know that our world is no more permanent than a wave rising on the ocean. Whatever our struggles and triumphs, however we may suffer them, all too soon they bleed into a wash, just like watery ink on paper."

Arthur Golden—Memoirs of a Geisha (via annie-the-girl-who-waited)

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