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We used to live in the Peski. And now we live in Netaylovo. We tried to go home more than once. I was shot in the arm when I was in the apiary in Peski. Then there was so much shooting! Horror! Shells and bullets whistled.
We took everything that we could, we brought clothes on a bicycle, and everything else, of course, was destroyed. My wife and I roam the rented house.
We are waiting for the end of the war and nothing more. I really want to go home. I think I'd walk on feet.
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