"He is asleep. Though his mettle was sorely tried,
He lived, and when he lost his angel, died.
It happened calmly, on its own,
The way night comes when day is done."
- Victor Hugo
This is beautiful. <3
He lived, and when he lost his angel, died.
It happened calmly, on its own,
The way night comes when day is done."
- Victor Hugo
This is beautiful. <3
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