à toi, cette inconnue.
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Last published Mon, Sep 26, 2016
J'écris, non pas par envie, mais parce qu'on me l'a demandé. Mes lettres ne sont ni intéressantes, ni jolies, ni émouvantes. Ce ne sont que mes pensées, et les pensées racontées aussi brutalement ne sont jamais jolies à entendre. Mais il faut bien se plier aux demandes, non ? Alors j'écris.
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