invidiae fuimus: num me deus obruit? an quae lecta Prometheis dividit herba iugis? non sum ego qui fueram: mutat via longa puellas.
We challenged Envy. Can a god have crushed me? Or was it a magic herb picked on Caucasian hills to divide lovers? I am not what I was: a distant journey changes a womans heart.
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