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In a communal apartment with 8 families and 1 toilet, life survives.
In a muddy trench, with murderous shells bursting overhead, life survives.
In the pit of hell of Babi Yar, covered with blood, life survives.
In the supermarkets, in the streets, cars, office cubicles, in the grey city, life survives.
In a pleasant meadow, green grass, blue sky, birds singing, children playing, life survives.
In fellowship at the dinner table, life survives.
In love, life survives. You and I survive.