We hold fast...

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...to what is important. The more they hit us, the more they try to frighten us, the tighter we hold on to it.

What do we hold so tight?

community
bombs don't care who you are, but your neighbours do
justice
even if revenge would feel better
freedom
though it expose us to future danger
courage
Britain has been here before
love
even in the face of hate

Peace, dear people.

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My mother lived through the Blitz: this is nothing to that. We shall remain implacable in our resistance to this threat. We shall never surrender. Never. Never. Never.

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