Our thoughts are clay, they are moulded with the changes of the days;--when we are resting they are good; under fire, they are dead. Fields of craters within and without.
Erich Maria RemarqueTags: ch-11
Anything beautiful should be given a name, do you not agree?
Tan Twan EngTags: ch-11
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