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JOUIBRULANCE

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  • 5 months ago
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Son corps s’enfonçait dans la chaleur,-----dit'il: T’sais même pas… t’es à moi, à moi seul. Ma bonne, ma joie, tout c’qui m’fait tenir. Sans toi j’suis vide, wallah. mais son amour demeurait froid, étranger à la joie.

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