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tous ces trésors qui se trouvent
je ne puis pas vous dire maintenant
je suis une femme
comment sauvage, comment sorcière-comme étrange qui la vie devrait être
par de la large le sein faisant mal terre
ce qui je vous doivent
je me demande où vous vivez
je fais ma monture, mais personne ne sait
laissez une subsistance de joie vous

 



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