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What is dearer to us that our children? What is dearer to any
nation?
To any mother? To any father? But who counts how many
children are killed by war, which kills them twice? It kills those that been
born. And it kills those that could, that ought to have come into this world.
In "Requiem" by the Byelorussian poet Anatoli Vertinsky a children's
choir is heard across the field where the dead soldiers lay - the unborn
children scream and cry over every common grave. Is a child going through the
horrors of war still a child? Who gives him back his childhood? Once Dostoevsky
posed the problem of general happiness in relation to the suffering of a single
child. Yet there were thousands like this during the years
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