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Mon coeur, I can't live without you I can't live when I'm with you I can't breath I can't speak I'm turning French to prettify the lie that we live.              Notre vie,              une grande catastrophe.
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Aug 26, 2022
Aug 26, 2022 at 3:52 PM UTC
la catastrophe
Mon coeur, I can't live without you I can't live when I'm with you I can't breath I can't speak I'm turning French to prettify the lie that we live.              Notre vie,              une grande catastrophe.
Written on August 26, 2022 © , Maria Xinari
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