It’s nothing, nothing at all. I shall be alright. Just my old wound from Arras. It likes to sting sometimes, to remind me that it’s still there…It doesn’t last long. It will be gone soon. There-it’s gone.
-Edmond Rostand via Cyrano de Bergerac
It’s nothing, nothing at all. I shall be alright. Just my old wound from Arras. It likes to sting sometimes, to remind me that it’s still there…It doesn’t last long. It will be gone soon. There-it’s gone.
-Edmond Rostand via Cyrano de Bergerac
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