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Vyshyvanka Day!
20.05.2021
A mother embroidered her son's shirt and soul,
and put her heart into the embroidery.
As an echo of the folk memory,
Patterns appeared on the canvas,
Where each cross represents a moment of life...
She was lacing the white blue,
I laid thread to thread dreamily
I would embroider a happy fate for the child,
To become a talisman for the son
A mother's hands embroidered a shirt.
Happy Vyshyvanka Day!
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