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Her soul died under a radiant silver moon in the spring of 1918 on the side of a blood-spattered trench. Her body was untouched, her heart beat calmly, the blood coursed as ever through her veins. But looking...Her face held an expression of resignation, as though she had ceased to hope that the end might come. 看哭了，soooo heart-striking.

Her soul died under a radiant silver moon in the spring of 1918 on the side of a blood-spattered trench. Her body was untouched, her heart beat calmly, the blood coursed as ever through her veins. But looking...Her face held an expression of resignation, as though she had ceased to hope that the end might come. 看哭了，soooo heart-striking.

Her soul died under a radiant silver moon in the spring of 1918 on the side of a blood-spattered trench. Her body was untouched, her heart beat calmly, the blood coursed as ever through her veins. But looking...Her face held an expression of resignation, as though she had ceased to hope that the end might come. 看哭了，soooo heart-striking.

Her soul died under a radiant silver moon in the spring of 1918 on the side of a blood spattered trench. 对西线无战事的回应，来自一战时期女性的声音，even louder

Her soul died under a radiant silver moon in the spring of 1918 on the side of a blood-spattered trench. Her body was untouched, her heart beat calmly, the blood coursed as ever through her veins. But looking...Her face held an expression of resignation, as though she had ceased to hope that the end might come. 看哭了，soooo heart-striking.