Vitomir Ognjanović in Pišem | 3. avgust 2012. Po prvi put me nije sačekala sa upaljenim svetlom u našoj spavaćoj sobi, ali mi je ipak oprostila. Ili je bunovna i pospana, makar meni, mirisala na oproštaj. Molimo da ovo polje ostavite praznoEmail * Hvala. Čitamo se. Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Related Vitomir Ognjanović Questions without answers are following me through the darkness of stupidity and ignorance of my existence on my way to innocence, truth... Whatever life is. Published 3. avgust 2012.