Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
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Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within.

— Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
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