O Confederation of the West—
You were not born to conquer shadows,
But to outlive them.
Power is not noise,
It is silence understood by all.
You fear the bear in the east,
But he was your brother once—
Did you not share a winter once in Berlin’s broken breath?
Yet now,
You sharpen your swords
Where olive branches once bloomed.
He holds gas, grain, and...
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