Marla Welker- Non Fiction Audiobook
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I was frequently in love pon. After that day, I saw pictures that no artist will ever paid off. Horrors and beauties of pathos in comedy, off soldiers washing away the filth of the trenches in the cold waters of canals and ditches of refugees flying by day from the towns and returning at night to their ruined houses to sleep in the cellars. But never in all that time that I overcome the sense oven reality. And always I was obsessed by the injustice, the wanton waste and costs and injustice of it all. The baby at Laban. Why should it go through life on stumps instead of legs? The boyish officer, Why should he have died? The little 16 year old soldier who had been blinded and who set all day by the photograph listening to Madama Butterfly Tipperary and Harry Lauder's Are we doctrine Doris? Why should he never see again what I could see from the window beside him, The winter sun said over the sea, the glistening white of the sands, the flat line of the surf as it correct into the centuries feet. Why, why, when? Soon after I was presented to the King of the Belgians. These very questions had written lines in his face. It is easy to believe that King Albert of Belgium has buried his private anxieties in the common grief and stress of his people.