Le Feu dans les Mots
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Ultima publicare lun, oct 18, 2021
Voici un recueil dont les mots sont ardents comme une braise intense et insondable. Ces vers et ces lettres mis bout à bout brûlent d'une passion infinie. Ce recueil est une ode à la flamme inconstante des sentiments, entre tristesse et espoir, passé et avenir, chansons aux élans de joie ou de désespoir. Je joue avec les mots qui au fil de mes pensées créent un chemin tortueux, à la recherche de la vie sans répit. Je suis épris des poésies qui installent un mystère aux multiples repères. J'espère qu'ils sauront vous plaire.
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