That’s how she would create each day, collecting moments that would not repeat themselves, only knowing how to live them, drinking with laughter, in the green forest and the white milk, the lukewarm air and the singing
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That’s how she would create each day, collecting moments that would not repeat themselves, only knowing how to live them, drinking with laughter, in the green forest and the white milk, the lukewarm air and the singing
What a nice holiday present this photo and story!
Thank you, as well as a nice memory