There was more love in families with broken windows and never enough of pay days. There was more happiness in houses that dreamt of rooftops and in children’s rooms with transparent toys. There was more laughter in places where dinner was served later than never and the prayer’s sound was roasting the breakfast eggs.
There was more of everything we’ve been looking for everywhere but there.
“…transparent toys…” Just lovely.
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beautiful!
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Thank you very much Francina
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