#75 Diary. 

‘I don’t leave any love for tomorrow. I give it all to you today, because I know that the next day might be my last’, wrote the soldier in probably his last diary entry! 

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#74 Baby

There she saw her father, after the rain, getting his drenched head dry by his old mother. Tears rolled down her eyes as she gently clutched her tummy, extending care to the baby within!

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#73 Help. 

She needed space when he offered help. They wish they’d stayed longer! 

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