I'm disappearing in the nightfall,becoming one with the rocks I’m sitting on…Sinking in my own reminiscence of your smile,your lips and your smell…Not missing you, not longing for you,but grieving for the dreams that held the image ofthe darkest brown eyes.Perhaps I was your one as you called me…It is said a man can be happywith any womanbut the one he truly loves.
-Tatjana Ostojic
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