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Thorn of Hope
The sun bleeds crimson on the Dnieper's flow,
Another dawn where freedom's embers glow.
A Legionair, with rifle etched in grime,
Stands sentinel against the tide of time.
His eyes, though hardened by the scenes of...
Another dawn where freedom's embers glow.
A Legionair, with rifle etched in grime,
Stands sentinel against the tide of time.
His eyes, though hardened by the scenes of...
