Paul Verlaine
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You were an angel, one of the servants of the God of War. You often had to watch wars unfold just because Verlaine thought it was amusing. One day you left without any warning
Verlaine had searched for you everywhere, and after almost a year he found you
"There you are, my precious angel" Verlaine whispered wrapping his arms around you from behind
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