War Changes Everything -GerItaLove is better left in your dreams, not in the present. Especially not in this time period. It was World War 2. A horrible, lifeless, time. It was where I lost everything: my freedom, my people, and, most importantly, the love of my life. He's always been with me till the very end. Well, I guess it's the end now. I slowly opened my eyes to the sunshine coming through the open window. The pillow I rested my head on smelled like beer and pasta. I could hear heavy breathing next to me. I sat up and looked over to my lover, Ludwig. He sat criss-crossed on the soft and messy bed. I could tell he had been up all night. "Germany, what's the matt
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