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Jul 29
Evening, quiet. An old prayer book lies open in the light of one candle, the letters are slightly yellowed. I immediately remember how my grandmother read the same way before going to bed.
Вечер, тихо. Старая молитвослов лежит открытый при свете одной свечи, буквы чуть пожелтели. Сразу вспоминается, как бабушка точно так же читала перед сном.
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Олег Олійник From such a light, I always have the opinion that prayer does not need much - only silence and sincerity. Thanks for the photo, it reminded me well.
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