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I saw a video on FB of a group of Ukrainians singing at an airport. As I watched them sing, I felt their pain and whispered a prayer. I am not certain that I have ever known or met a Russian. On the contrary, I have met and known many Ukrainians. Many Ukrainians came to our city when the Soviet Union fell. We called them Russians but were quick to learn that there was a difference. Today I learned that 'Kiev' is of Russian origin while 'Kyiv' is from the language of Ukraine. In my mind and in my heart, it shall be 'Kyiv', and may they be what God made them to be. I believe in the sovereignty of nations and have never known a dearer people. Ukraine's national flower is the Sunflower. I pray that the Sun (Son) of Righteousness will beam down upon Ukraine and give her justice. May Kyiv's bitter nightmares turn into sweet dreams. And may The Prince of Peace 'still' her troubled waters. 030922PSCtest, 'Kyiv' Contest, Kai Michael Neumann

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