
Came to the end of a short may night. In the East was engaged in the dawn of the first day of the world. There was the hush. A long, heavy war left behind. It was 1945 — the year of Victory. And everywhere, on all yesterday rattled millions volleys fronts here just like me, thousands and thousands of generals, officers and soldiers stood and listened to the peaceful silence. And enjoy breathing the fresh spring air, I thought about how much has been done, and how many still have to work hard to in the world always been so quietly that people could dream about happiness, look to the future, never to sinister flames of war not heaving over the scorched earth of the Motherland.
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