Just wip the problems!

A serious matter no poet can master.

Evil has a new face!

We rise.

Now we understand Russia!

1000 years ago my family was around there and Tartar we are!

Cards are off. Blood black and blue.

Drive the winter in, draft of freezing wind upon little bird's flying wings, taken to rivers of love and enchantment connect beauty unfolds, raise me a good world from works many tools, let the clouds shimmer by starlight in magic night, through the passion leaps to kiss a water nymph!

Logic fails to explain!

Another question is how can there be so much internal strife on the Russian side when not to long ago things people were ready to fight and support the war effort. In two months this has been surprising to watch.

It looks like the current fighting over tactical towns/areas like Balkmut are being won by Ukrain and how the f are they doing that after holding out for a month?