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Munira Mehmedović

I have said goodbye to my sons. Husein, Husnija, Reuf, Fikret, Fehim. Two of them I wasn’t able to say goodbye to as they were already fighting on the front and helping to evacuate people. They will all be marching through the woods to try to get to free territory. (1/2)

I said goodbye to the three of them who were with me. I said, “Let your mother kiss you. You are my apples, the nicest white apples. Hand-picked. Your mother has raised you from nothing.’ They all cried. I said we may never see each other again, and I meant it. (2/2)