Divagações das madrugadas
- Leituras 77
- Votos 5
- Capítulos 7
Esta vai ser uma obra onde vou escrever algumas crónicas, reflexões, poemas... O que me vier à cabeça. Estou só à procura de uma forma de partilhar os meus pensamentos. Escrevo em diferentes línguas, não somente em português. Todos os capítulos terão uma música para acompanhar a leitura. Espero que gostem!
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