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Spaseniye
was only a woman,
who ignited a fire in his
careless soul,
warming him up with that kind of love
he didn't deserve.

Glistering hope, drowned in flower petals,
late-evening conversations,
smiles in the depths of the forest -
Spaseniye was only a woman,
who loved his darkness
and cherished it with the biggest pride.

She was our reconciliation,
our future,
our hope for better days.
The way she saw him,
made us hope that everything will be alright,
that war will end,
the fatigue will leave,
children won't lose their parents.

We hoped.
We watched.
We prayed.

Saints, protect our salvation with all of your power.
Guide her.
Don't take her away from us.
Don't take her away from me.

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