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Mar'inka has fallen Comrades, gather ’round, hear the solemn yet unbroken whispers of our resolve. Mar'inka, our bastion for a decade, now reported fallen. Ten years, ten winters and springs, we stood, a line unbroken, a will unyielded. Yet, today, the news comes like a cold dawn – Mar'inka, in the hands of the foe. Let the enemy believe they’ve quenched our flame with Mar'inka’s fall. How little they understand Ukraine, how little they grasp the soul of Ukrainians. Our morale, our spirit, it doesn’t just endure; it thrives, rising from the ashes, bright and unyielding. Phoenix fire, yes, that is what we are. Burning through despair, through loss, searing a path back to what is rightfully ours. Ukraine will return, not to claim, but to reclaim. Our response will not be measured, not be tempered. It will be absolute, a storm of retribution, a tide of justice. But, hush, listen closer. Our front, it’s not just lines on a map, it’s a testament, a testament of our unyie
