In Remembrance Comments

On these snow covered hills through the endless diamond shimmering hectares of trees. Frosted with early morning delight there lies a road, a sad and lonely road which has endured through time and testimony. Children laughing and playing in the snow, the jolly noise fills the air.
Weddings have also taken place on this road; brides have often walked down the dirt road in spring with the flowers blooming and waving quietly in the warm breeze. Photographers followed the brides at a quiet gentle pace with the sound of the cameras clicking repeatedly. Sadness and pain have also left a mark on this sad and lonely road. Cross upon cross can be seen in the fields on both sides of this road.
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