A Treasure I met...
- LECTURES 35
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- Chapitres 2
En cours d'écriture12m
Dernière publication dim., avr. 12, 2020
Bold is not being loud and voicing out, its about how strong is your will in pursuing your heart's desire. That was her, she was always calm and silent, but there was a storm of courage inside her.
She doesn't let anyone understand her, yeah she was a Treasure. A treasure opens to people who know its value, and that was her.
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