SPRING MORNING

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This series of photos was taken early in the spring morning in Belarus. This is nostalgia for the past or something irretrievably lost. But thanks to memory, it would seem that what has been lost becomes an eternity. And in my soul the sun always rises when I remember the place in which I was born.