Poezia din sufletul meu
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  • Membaca 718
  • Suara 22
  • Bagian 3
  • Durasi <5 mins
Sedang dalam proses, Awal publikasi Des 29, 2017
Cele mai frumoase citate sau poezii care mi-au ajuns in suflet...sau m-au facut sa plang descriindu-ne

#Despre adevar,sinceritate , minciuna,durere,dragoste, familie,singuratate,tristete...despre tot....despre viata#

!trebuie mentionat! Poeziile nu imi apartin,cu toate ca,unele vor fii "compuse" de mine. Promit sa precizez daca una este a mea!
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