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Serbian How come someone has it, and someone else doesn't. How is it that someone has great knowledge, and someone else has no opportunity to learn. How come some throw food in the trash, while others pray for it. How is it that some people are cold, and others are using clothes for dusting. How is it that for some people shopping is medicine, and for others it's just wishful thinking. How is it that in one country, a child cries for the laughter of another child in different

Serbian Emotions and moments of experienced memories. When I take a biscuit, dip it in tea and press it to my lips, I remember my grandparents and the time I spent with them in the countryside, often sitting and listening tirelessly to their stories. These are moments of carefree play, joy, new learning and discovery of life. Care was then left to someone else. In those moments, I was not aware of how much I would miss jumping in the meadow, harmlessly climbing the trees, lyi

Serbian There is one small country, bold and brave. Located in a place that many people don't know about, and yet it's somehow distinctly visible. No less land, no greater thorn in the eyes of many. They say that power is measured by the size of the territory and the influence on others. I say it is measured by the soul. Apparently, our soul oftentimes bothered many people. Where the mountains are impassable, the hills bare but durable, the forest green even though it has bur

Serbian I have always thought you're special, enigmatic, and unfathomable. I have loved that mystery in you and often have found myself...