so it goes...

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Demain, dès l’aube by Victor Hugo

A poem about his daughter who passed away.

The tear marks on the page.

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dickspeightjr:

howiemandel:

rainbowwaterfall:

that’s a lot of butter.

there are fucking google eyes staring into your soul from every angle and you comment on the butter

to be fair it is a lot of butter

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