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“Les roses n'ont rien de mièvre ou de gentil, elles sont juste vraies. Cruellement vraies. Si leurs pétales nous montrent que la vie est belle à couper le souffle, leurs épines nous rappellent qu'elle est dangereuse à en crever. −Marcus”

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