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Summer in November
Dearest Love,
Because… LOVE
Perfect Imperfections
La Noyade
Piece of Me
Conversations we never have.
Summer in November: An Unexpected Encounter
Short Stories by Quennette: The Sketch
Solstice in November
Oh Mon Dieu
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Dearest Love,
With hope that you will find solace, not in the comfort of places you've been to nor in those you've come across with but in the bliss of discovering yourself. 