Jean-Paul Sartre, No Exit
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Don’t turn from me, please. Take me in your arms. Gather me up, dear, fold me to your heart—and you’ll see how nice I can be.
Don’t turn from me, please. Take me in your arms. Gather me up, dear, fold me to your heart—and you’ll see how nice I can be.
Jean-Paul Sartre, No Exit
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