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pretends 𝑚𝑎 main, promets-𝑚𝑜𝑖 que tout ira bein, serre 𝑚𝑜𝑖 fort, près de toi, 𝑗𝑒 rêve encore

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pretends 𝑚𝑎 main, promets-𝑚𝑜𝑖 que tout ira bein, serre 𝑚𝑜𝑖 fort, près de toi, 𝑗𝑒 rêve encore. oui, oui, 𝑗𝑒 veux rester. mais 𝑗𝑒 ne sais plus aimer. 𝑗'𝑎𝑖 été trop bête. 𝑗𝑒 t'en prie, arrête, arrête. comme 𝑗𝑒 regrette, non. 𝑗𝑒 ne voulais pas tout ça. 𝑗𝑒 serai riche et 𝑗𝑒 t'offrirai tout 𝑚𝑜𝑛 or si tu t'en fiches, 𝑗𝑒. 𝑗𝑒 t'attendrai sur le port. si tu m'ignores, 𝑗𝑒. t'offrirai 𝑚𝑜𝑛 dernier souffle de vie. ⎯⎯⎯ 𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑙𝑎 (love story)

 ⎯⎯⎯ 𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑙𝑎 (love story)

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SYDNEY WAS THE VILLAGE'S BEAUTY, THEIR BOMBSHELL, AND THEIR FOREIGNER FROM FRANCE. the young girl was smart, and knew how to easily get her way by shedding a tear and pleading. and that's the way she got the job she currently had. she helped watch the children of the village while the mother's were cleaning and cooking, and when the father's were out hunting and gathering dinner supplies.

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