56A Poem by Donicca Dona Llike i said I don't like to titling my poems. I have lost the will to it , a long time ago.I don't miss you. I haven't time for that. I find you in the warm breeze of summer. in the depth blue ocean on children's eyes even in my smile. you are in my prayers while I meditate. on my thoughts , even the little sad ones. ohh, not to mention the sweet wild dreams. Yet.you are everything and nothing to me. darling you are confusing my love for attachment. © 2017 Donicca Dona LReviews
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Added on May 13, 2017Last Updated on May 13, 2017 AuthorDonicca Dona LPodgorica, Tuzi, MontenegroAboutHello my name is Donika Lulgjuraj. I am from Montengro, Podgorica. I am an albanian writer. I published my first poem book in 2008 in albanian called ''Rruga e jetes'' translated '' the way of life'' .. more..Writing
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