Sowerbutt's Lament

Churchill gripped the railing, tears wellng in his eyes. “The heart of our great empire ravaged night after night. Death and destruction raining down on our innocent London families. Houses and offices laid waste. Buildings of great beauty, from the inspired mind of Wren, reduced to heaps of rubble. I will not have it.”

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