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Image of the quote is loading... SaveSave When everything else crumbles to dust, all we have left are the memories. I thought of Ophelia, wandering the theater, mind half gone...Never shall I cut from memory my sweet love's beauty. - Quote by Lisa Mantchev

When everything else crumbles to dust, all we have left are the memories. I thought of Ophelia, wandering the theater, mind half gone…Never shall I cut from memory my sweet love’s beauty.

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