AKU DAN MIMPI
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Ostatnia publikacja pon., cze 1, 2020
sebuah kisah yang di ambil dari kisah nyata.
di mana dalam kisah ini menceritakan tentang perjuangan seorang gadis desa yang mengejar impiannya.
⚠nama orang,nama tempat,dan beberapa bagian yang sengaja di ganti,mengingat permintaan beliau untuk di privasi !
semoga kisah ini bermanfaat,bisa menjadi inspirasi bagi kita yang kini sedang dalam proses untuk meraih kesuksesan.
mohon saran dan kritikannya yang positif mengingat ini karya pertama saya yang mungkin banyak cacatnya 😊
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