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Come what sorrow can 

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It cannot countervail the exchange of joy

I still have no words of my own.

Sarajevo, Blagaj and Mostar (April, 2017)

Spring in Sarajevo

I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.”

Lewis Carroll

Ilidža, Sarajevo (this morning)