I look to the past when I tried to reconstruct the pieces of history that I devoured the soul, but could not find a square. It was as if all events were hidden inside of me, and at first I saw only a few spots, so at random. Epoi slowly, the light has illuminated all the events and I have shared in the story that he came up out. I feel a little responsible for the preparation of my book. I was a spectator, as a player that passively detects and absorbs the events.
Yet I was writing, I am struck by the flash.
But you writers ever Sotra a similar?
I feel euphoric!
Kisses can not wait to be able to read my work .. Mari
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