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My city was wounded, but not killed He often sighs and even wheezes, He cries with the eye sockets of broken windows From tears for the innocent dead He got wet It is all broken and trembles from explosions at night ... But he is not broken in spirit and he WILL LIVE!!! He will heal all wounds, rebuild factories, houses. He will warm everyone - we will not be afraid of winter. He will meet spring with a rainbow over the wide Dnieper🌈 And the birds will return to him and wave their wings! My native city, what would you live I pray for youπŸ™ 'Cause you are my fortress I'm not afraid of anything with you! I dedicate to my city Zaporozhye.πŸ’” Freedom Ukrane!!!!!πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡¦πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡¦πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡¦πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡¦πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡¦πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡¦πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡¦

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