They say that when God distributed land to the nations, Ukrainians were the last to come — not because they were late, but because they stopped along the way to help others. And when they finally arrived, there was no land left. Then God smiled and said: — I left you the most precious thing — the land where the heart beats in the rhythm of freedom, where wheat grows with a song, and the people — with resilience.
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