Pensamentos Que Ninguém Sabe
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Toda a gente na vida tem medo. Medo de dizer directamente às pessoas os seus pensamentos .. Medo de parecer idiota , maluca ou meramente uma sonhadora ..
Que tal perdermos esses medos de uma vez ??
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