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Qu’est-ce que mes yeux n’avaient pas vu et mon c\u0153ur senti qui la rendit, elle, \u00e0 la pierre. Je ne pouvais y croire. Cette femme qui. Je devais partir.<\/strong><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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\"o\u00f9<\/a> \"dans<\/a><\/p>\n

\"vibre<\/a> \"l'indigo<\/a><\/p>\n

\u2190 La m\u00e8re alla dormir sous les dalles du clo\u00eetre (1)<\/a>\u00a0\u00a0\u2022\u00a0\u00a0 O\u00f9 sont les corps (1) <\/a>\u2192<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

  Qu’est-ce que mes yeux n’avaient pas vu et mon c\u0153ur senti qui la rendit, elle, \u00e0 la pierre. Je ne pouvais y croire. Cette femme qui. Je devais partir.   \u2190 La m\u00e8re alla dormir sous les dalles du clo\u00eetre (1)\u00a0\u00a0\u2022\u00a0\u00a0 O\u00f9 sont les corps (1) \u2192<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":1517,"parent":75,"menu_order":2,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-519","page","type-page","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","hentry"],"aioseo_notices":[],"aioseo_head":"\n\t\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t