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An Ordinary Fascism
Is it a glory to Ukraine
When people are burnt so fain?
God is above all of us
And thus the guilty will get the cuss.
When people were shot for independence
It was the evils great acceptance.
When in Odessa people were burnt
We cried and much have learnt.
In networks Euromaidan is proud,
They burned people alive, they shout:
Glory to Ukraine!
But they forget the m...
Sunday 4th May 2014 10:01 pm
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