When I think
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Last published Fri, Jul 31, 2020
Textes et poèmes provenant uniquement de mon esprit.
Je suis poète romantique (du courant du romantisme, pas d'eau de rose, retournez lire vos cours de français de seconde si vous saviez pas ce qu'est le romantisme) donc merci de ne voler aucun de ces textes, car j'y tiens : ils me représentent et voler ces textes serait voler mon âme. Aussi, merci de respecter chacun de ces textes.
Peut-être y aura-t-il un jour des nouvelles.
N'hésitez pas à me donner votre avis sur chacun d'entre eux.
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