One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. — Antonio Porchia
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One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.

— Antonio Porchia
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