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It’s as if that day I entered hell itself, &, God help me, I cannot find my way back out again. He began, then, to weep openly. —Forgive me, Colonel. Forgive me, he said. It is not for me to forgive him. Who on earth can? A boy like him was never suited for war. It
To the Bright Edge of the World
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