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Well it's looking rough for Ukraine as more and more land is lost to the russian hoards, how Putin can look in the mirror when he shaves in the morning I don't know, he sends more and more men to the front all over Ukraine, young, old, ill trained, injured it doesn't matter to him as long as Russia moves forward taking Ukrainian land meter by meter. It's as if I am sure that he doesn't really care how many people die as long as his goals are achieved, he just wants to advance as much as possible before Ukraine gets their promised F-16s from everywhere and he knows that then there will be no chance to advance, if Ukraine had had air support in the beginning of the war then the lunatic would not have taken as much land as they have but now he's in a hurry to steal the land before the airplanes arrive no matter what the cost in human lives and equipment. The only thing that matters now to him is his ultimate goal to take Ukraine or negotiate a peace deal before Ukrainian planes start attacking, the sooner the better and why is the support slowing down, what is the west thinking that the president of Ukraine will just give in and let Russia have what it has or is the west really afraid of escalation, to be honest I'm not sure of the reason perhaps it's because of the upcoming election in the United States, Now with Joe Biden out of the race it almost leaves Trump with a clear path to the White House and then with his VP Ukraines support will decrease rapidly and then all those lives that Ukraine has lost will be for nothing, I feel sorry for the president of Ukraine as he has tried his best to get as much support as he can for his country but to what avail the ultimate loss of his country, russia moving closer to NATO and perhaps his next target, which country will it be? Well that's all for now like, follow and share if you enjoyed reading todays blog. Thank you. 

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