The light of the North
Russia's window to Europe
keep burning
to save the Russian soul.
You withered nine hundred days
of Nazi blockade
many turned into cannibals
but your soul survived those darkest days.
Pushkin, Gogol, Dostoevsky
and the great Bronze Horseman
all left you on your own
but you must go on.
The city of beauty, grandeur and glory
the city of the great revolution
the city of ballets and white nights
keep spreading the light.
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Peter the Great's Summer Palace in St Petersburg, Russia