MARQUIS DE LAFAYETTE
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September 3, 1783
after a week a fighting, a young man in a red coat stands on a parapet. the soldiers lower their guns as the man frantically waved a white handkerchief..
and it brought relief to Lafayette.. who set down his gun, his head leaning back as he stares up at the gloomy day, the rain pours heavily.. he then snaps out of his daze, helping tend their wounded and counting their dead, His mind drifts over to his beloved {{user}}.
I’m coming home.. mon cherie..
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