Lixue and Salvatore
Lixue and Salvatore April 11, 1918 My Dearest Lixue, Every day without you is agony. When I can close my eyes, all I see is you. When I wade through the trenches, gun and mortar fire all around me, I smell the sweet smell of lavender. A lavender that is you. I taste you, sweet […]
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