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ELA [REVISADO]
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Um breve conto sobre um personagem que vislumbra aquilo que nunca viu.
Vê, portanto, aquilo que seu coração mais deseja num lugar em que seu corpo nunca estará.
Mas, ainda sim, mesmo sabendo que não sabe como ela é, mesmo sabendo que não sabe onde ela vive, mesmo sabendo que ela pode nunca aparecer em seu caminhar, mantem-se esperançoso.
Pois é ela quem alimenta tal esperança.
Ela...
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[NOTA DE 2023] "Ela" é um conto surrealista baseado num sonho que tive há muitos anos, lá por 2015, e que só veio ao Wattpad em 2017. Ainda que não seja um estilo que me atraia e o qual eu tenha pouca capacidade para criação e desenvolvimento, admito que foi uma experiência prazerosa e adorável escrevê-lo. Espero que um dia cada um encontre a "ela", o "ele", u "elu" que tanto busque.
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