Qui suis-je ?
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Qui suis-je réellement? Ça, vous n'en savez rien... Vous ne pocédez aucunes informations sur mon identité. Nul n'en a besoin. Ce n'est pas de ça que parle ce livre. Je transmet à travers ce livre les choses qui me constitue et qui font de moi un être unique comme chacun de nous. Ma raison d'être par exemple. Si vous ne voyez aucun intérêt à ça, n'ouvrez pas ce livre, c'est un choix que vous avez le droit de faire. Sinon apprenez en plus sur Qui je suis...
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