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Слушать(AI)Blame Aphrodite
It's no
Mother dear,
Ican't finish myweaving You mayblame Aphroditesoft as she isshe has almostkilled me withlove for that boytranslated by:
Barnard
Sappho Sappho
Sappho (c. 630 – c. 570 BCE) was an Archaic Greek poet from the island of Lesbos.[a] Sappho is known for her lyric poetry, written to be sung wh
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