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“Vous m'avez tout donné, le bonheur et la souffrance. Vous avez été mêlée à toutes mes choses de cet été, comme de la pluie mêlée aux branches d'un arbre. Vous avez désenchanté pour moi la solitude. A peine si j'y peux croire encore.”

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Book:Le Démon du bien
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Le Démon du bien

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