It wasn't the fact that France didn't love him.
Because he did.
It was the fact that France loved everybody.
And that made it unbearable.
So he decided it didn't exist.
And that was that.
He could pretend life was that simple.

It wasn't the fact that France didn't love him.
Because he did.
It was the fact that France loved everybody.
And that made it unbearable.
So he decided it didn't exist.
And that was that.
He could pretend life was that simple.
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