This was when I lived in Yasynuvata, near Donetsk. My friends and I were going to the drama group, across the bridge on the other side of the city when we noticed a stream. So we went down to the stream and decided to walk along it.
When we went further into the forest, we noticed that fish were swimming in the stream, and butterflies were flying over them. It was very interesting to find such a good, happy place beneath the flying shells. Thus, we often went there, sat and stared at the stream.
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