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Rentukkaojan Aatu
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Light thru a forest Then slowly I grew to be a vigorous boy. Grabbed eagerly to my shred of life. Roamed thru many jobs earning my bread. Until came up the hardest of journeys. Slide 5: Soldiers in winter camo Woed no one me leaving. Old mother died in her cabin at winter. As I crawled to our bunker from guard duty, Only comfort was the warm stove. Slide 6: A man with a cow. After finally returned back to life, soon met widowed Mari. And in fall when I turned the field with plow, the boy ... |
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