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on Ukraine
sunrise dulls night’s starsunder lunar indifferenceresistance is allthree years have spunwith nothing to celebrateexcept life itselfthis fight not overembattled Kyiv’s trams will runthere is still a pulsehospitals and schoolsbakeries and street marketsprecious exchangesmoney greases handsmerchants of war grow fatterUkraine their foir grasyellow and blue bandswheat sent by sea feeds the worldtherein grains of truthone man Read more
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on Ukraine
A knock on the doorYour son will never returnYou laboured in vain~ n.b. One thousand Russian mothers a day are being told that the birth pains they endured are nothing to the unending pain of loss they will suffer from today. What hollow gains Moscow is making. CLP 18/02/2025 Read more