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  • From a corner of a little shop in Yangoon, two women looked at me.One was very young,the other very old.Two faces that came from the same mould.Three generations apart but in that moment in time they were the mirror image of the same soul.
    Same deep eyes,same serious look,same serenity.
    Twin souls,one was very young and one was very old.
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