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It was a morning of pure magic and sweet melancholy. Not out of the world of sunny april days more familiar to me than early mornings that I've been given only recently (this time I was so happy I've been given them). Whole world like on the borders of something, darkness being slowly veiled in pale rays of light and turning into world of glimmering, things casting long shadows, warmth of the sun slowly waking the world up and giving it the form and tones more familiar, moving aside the mystery of cold night. And that world of sounds, sounds of silence and the songs of birds that you never hear in a day time, intertwining strangely with soundtrack of this moment in my life...


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Taken on April 20, 2008