My dear noise friends! I look at the photos and what else would I do ... I look at the photos of the whole plain where I live. I look at these vast fields full of crops. I look at our gold, our grain that gave birth beautifully. I look and think how they can scare us that we will be hungry despite all this beauty ... *********************************************************************************************** Dragi moji prijatelji buke! Gledam fotografije a šta bi ja drugo... Gledam na fotografijama svu tu ravnicu u kojoj živim. Gledam ta nepregledna polja prepuna useva. Gledam to naše zlato, to naše žito koje je lepo rodilo. Gledam i razmišljam kako mogu da nas plaše da ćemo biti gladni pored sve ove lepote...
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I hope the harvest is good