Soledad. Luz y oscuridad.

Soledad. Luz y oscuridad.

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"La soledad nos da el poder de sentirnos queridos y amados por nosotros mismos. Sin embargo, nos quita lo más preciado: la relación con los demás". Esta es una nueva obra. En ella hablaré sobre los pros y contras que la Soledad nos otorga. Te completa, pero te destruye. Te quita, pero te da. Si la sabes manejar, serás alguien temido por los demás. Si no lo sabes... Te llevará hasta su punto más profundo. Desde ya te aviso que no estoy catalogado como un profesional de la psicología como para entablar sobre este tema pero, solo te daré mi opinión. Espero te guste. :) *Todos los derechos reservados. Paraná, Entre Ríos, Argentina. 2019© Usted no puede: copiar ni distribuir esta obra, escribir sobre ella y publicarla con otro nombre, venderla ni comercializarla. Si no cumple con estos requisitos será llevado ante la justicia argentina*.
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