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VOLEVO NASCERE PAZZA
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Ongoing, First published Nov 21, 2016
"Volevo nascere pazza" nasce dalla voglia di essere per un attimo quelli che non si è, la voglia di scappare da queste etichette, falsi buonismi, dal volere fare sempre la cosa "giusta" quando poi chi ci dice cosa è giusto o sbagliato? Leggete la mia storia, ci saranno persone come me che si ritroveranno nel racconto.
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