No one understands my ills nor the terror that fills my breast who does not know the heart of a mother Marie Antoinette

No one understands my ills nor the terror that fills my breast who does not know the heart of a mother Marie Antoinette
No one understands my ills nor the terror that fills my breast who does not know the heart of a mother Marie Antoinette

No one understands my ills nor the terror that fills my breast who does not know the heart of a mother Marie Antoinette

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