The First Adventure
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Concluida jue, ago 13, 2020<5 mins
A collection of poems and stories that most people of all ages and gender can most likely to relate with.
This is a compilation of all my works as a newbie writer, which is related to the title and theme of this book. The theme of this collection is naivety/innocence.
Please support and comment your own experiences and interpretations of my original works.
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