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[malebolgefun]

Comrade, I did not want to kill you . But you were only an idea to me before, an abstraction that lived in my mind and called forth its appropriate response. I thought of your hand-grenades, of your bayonet, of your rifle; now I see your wife and your face and our fellowship. Forgive me, comrade. We always see it too late. Why do they never tell us

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A Man's Work is Nothing, but a Slow Trek to Rediscover

[ohdiscotragedy]

I love this, I love this quote, I love you.

[xxfalsemirror]

I love love love you.

[call_it_tragedy]

This book made me cry.