She who did not come, wasn`t she determined nonetheless to organize and decorate my heart? If we had to exist to become the one we love, what would the heart have to create? Lovely joy left blank, perhaps you are the center of all my labors and my loves. If I`ve wept for you so much, it`s because I preferred you among so many outlined joys. Translated by A. PoulinSourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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