A little girl was playing around in the flower meadow. The wind was blowing gently and the birds were singing. It was the perfect moment. A new little soul looking up at the blue sky. She felt peace. Joy.
She was a happy child, saved from everything around her. She lived in a small village.. The only thing she had in her mind were her family and her daily trips in the forest.
The little girl in the flower meadow was me. This is one of the first memories of my childhood,
and it´s stuck in my head...
As-salam aleikum - peace be upon you !
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