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I'm sad now, the way we're talking is infinitely sad: faded music, faded paper...
Author:
Margaret Atwood
Book:
The Handmaid's Tale
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I'm sad now, the way we're talking is infinitely sad: faded music, faded paper flowers, worn satin, an echo of an echo. All gone away, no longer possible.
( Margaret Atwood )
[ The Handmaid's Tale ]
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