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1 Day To Ukraine Russia Came

Though I have moved back and forth so many times throughout my life I have forgotten half of all the many lines i have crossed And the countless relationships and friends which I have lost in between to my own cost So much so, so many things are barely dreams without a frame to be seen though they still remain In the many space's in my mind that i have left saved tinged with regret I just can't let go Only the faces of the people seemed to have changed and aged as have I as time flew bye Like some of the many places where I grew up now bring a tear to my eye when I pass bye So much so i prefer to take another route as there is hardly anything left worth revisiting My memories and childhood home progress has stole and nothing can replace the hole that it has left The old playground and pub where we met the alley's down which we used to dart and make our getaway School and cinema the hospital where I was born and mother worked the heavy industry factories that spewed out latent smoke The tram line's leading to the underground with several stop's along it's way has seen it's day It's only stand's today as a crumbling monument in testament to the end of the line a bygone time It is all so sad and all for what will it or can it even be explained Why this was once a thriving living city in the Ukraine that one day Russian Armies came and leveled to the ground This simple fact cannot be changed though crumbled building can be rebuilt The oh so many pointless lives and loved ones lost cannot be brought back What's done is done it's set in stone Pile on high the rubble bury the bodies turn this travesty info a morbid tomb And curse the God's of War into an eternal damnation pit and all who trade and profit from it For death the only spoil should they be deemed worthy to inherit and made to pay Never lest to rest nor forget

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