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Last published Sat, Apr 20, 2019
Podsumowanie życia.
Opowiada o dziewczynie z zaburzeniami lękowymi, która stara się odnaleźć sens życia i zmienić je na lepsze.
Proszę o opinie!
Powieść ta powstała z natłoku emocji zgromadzonych we mnie. Czuję ogromną ulgę pisząc. Klimat dość specyficzny, nie każdemu może podpasować:) Publikuje pierwszy raz w życiu moją twórczość, co jest dość stresującą decyzją. Całe moje myśli, czy zmartwienia przelewam na kartkę.
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