Minhas obras - Poemas
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Last published Mon, Jun 25, 2018
Esse é um livro onde cada capítulo é um poema diferente... Cada poema é sobre um coisa diferente... Como tristeza, ódio, amor, morte, superação, vingança, entre outras....
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