AnnaAnna
David DubnitskiyI remember her… A girl from a small village. On the day we met she said her name was Anna. She seemed so nice as she was holding a baby goat in her arms and giving me a cute smile. I completely lost the sense of time beside her. We seemed to have known each other for ages. She was as open and sincere as a golden coin, sinless as an angel and so kind-hearted! She was so excited to tell me how she would pick up herbs along inarable lands between the rocks, and in winter, spin wool for the villagers.
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I remember her… A girl from a small village. On the day we met she said her name was Anna. She seemed so nice as she was holding a baby goat in her arms and giving me a cute smile. I completely lost the sense of time beside her. We seemed to have known each other for ages. She was as open and sincere as a golden coin, sinless as an angel and so kind-hearted! She was so excited to tell me how she would pick up herbs along inarable lands between the rocks, and in winter, spin wool for the villagers.
Read the whole story in descriptions below the photos.
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