the lost sense of self freedom

the lost sense of self freedom

A Poem by Doux Polverenere
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The women in the fields

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People don't always have to know what you doing at every hour of the day;
Otherwise you are confused about what freedom really is, and who it belongs to...

© 2018 Doux Polverenere


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I dont know what to say to that...thank you, I was doubting so much of myself battling my own life problems, thank you mondaine

Posted 6 Years Ago


I'm always glad when i see that you have new stuff posted.

you actually posted on my very first story on this site about 18 months ago, and i'd just like to say thank you because i highly value and appreciate your presence here. i'm always glad when i see you're still writing. i know i don't comment often but i'm glad to see stuff. thanks.

thanks man, take care. hope all is well. you always have my best wishes.

Posted 6 Years Ago



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Added on January 3, 2018
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Doux Polverenere
Doux Polverenere

polokwane, dendron, South Africa



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PolvereNere( Italian for Black Dust),a writer of philosophy, simplistic poems and stories. I write with the wave of my life experiences and the voice within me. I am nothing more than A forgotten sou.. more..

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