I deliberately do not publish and try not to refer to the daily deaths of the civilian population: there is nothing to be done to help, nothing that can be stopped, nothing that can be changed. Nevertheless, inside each time there is some sediment of pain, dirt and helplessness. And inside remains the main question, gaining strength: why?

I deliberately do not publish and try not to refer to the daily deaths of the civilian population: there is nothing to be done to help, nothing that can be stopped, nothing that can be changed. Nevertheless, inside each time there is some sediment of pain, dirt and helplessness. And inside remains the main question, gaining strength: why?