We are rethoric question ran over her cheek When she reached the first hills of the Italic Mountains, she
Throw myself down teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the
Few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms,
Avocate et défenseure des droits de l’homme Chargée de plaidoyer et de l’administration au sein de l’ACAJ
Commissaire en Chef de la Dynamique Femme de l’UCC
