Petite Wendy...

Petite Wendy...

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Un petit recueil de textes en tout genre... J'écrirai toujours quand la fée de l'inspiration viendra frapper à ma fenêtre ou tout simplement, quand j'aurai un message à faire passer. Vous l'aurez compris, ici vous trouverez des textes, des poèmes, des messages... C'est également une sorte de thérapie pour moi-même. De toute manière, il y a forcément un moment où nous devons nous libérer et dans mon cas, je me tourne vers Petite Wendy à qui j'ai beaucoup de choses à dire...
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