POEMAS DEL LIBRO "PAULA, OTRA MIRADA"
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Last published Tue, Feb 12, 2019
Poemas que hablan sobre esta historia de amor de dos mujeres intentando abrirse camino en un mundo donde los prejuicios condenan a todos aquellos que deciden amar más allá de la mirada acusadora de mentes cerradas.
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