Para e Pensa
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Arrête-toi et pense, réfléchis.
Il n'y a que Dieu qui puisse me juger.
Mais il n'y a que vous pour m'écouter.
Je pense à l'amour comme à la guerre.
Je pense à la vie comme à la misère.
Je ne peux pas vous promettre le savoir, mais je peux vous faire réfléchir. Je placerais ici tout ce que je ne peux pas placer dans mes autres histoires. Chaque chapitre est indépendant et ils peuvent être lus dans n'importe quel ordre. C'est ici que je vais vous livrer mes plus profondes pensées sous différentes formes:
La lettre (P) signifie Poésie
La lettre (H) signifie Histoire
La lettre (R) signifie Réflexion
Bonne lecture et méditation...
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