I fell on my knees, not feeling pain. I leaned over the edge, to get water in my hand. It was too far away, my hand was too short. I looked yerningly at the bottom of the clear lake. My heart stopped, with chapped lips with a frozen hand stone-cold.
Weronika Donovan is an amateur writer and photographer. She's an artistic soul. She was born in Poland, where she was brought up and educated. Her adventure with writing began in her late teens, but she started blogging only ten years later. Her poetry has grown since that time. She started to use words more consciously. She defined the journey of her life, portraying it in four volumes of poetry. First of them called 'Ghosts' was self-published in 2019.
Weronika is a loner. She likes wandering to interesting places, always choosing her own path.
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