les harpies
\nles ecchymoses
\nle chagrin
\ndemain
\ntoujours demain
\nvoir venir
\ns’abstenir de.
\nSaisir l’opportunit\u00e9
\nruiner
\nreconstruire
\nd\u00e9truire
\ns’autod\u00e9truire
\ncomptabiliser
\nd\u00e9teriorer
\nd\u00e9sagr\u00e9ger
\ncondamner
\nle monde entier
\ngu\u00e9rir
\nmourir<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
les harpies les ecchymoses le chagrin demain toujours demain voir venir s’abstenir de. 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