2.A Poem by Donicca Dona L2. We take it for granted health,people,life. Tell me when was the last breath that wasn't about goals and money? But that's why I am here to remind you not even time is granted. Don't be afraid I am death my dear. D.L
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1 Review Added on May 10, 2018 Last Updated on May 10, 2018 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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