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Ovruch
Ovruch (Ukrainian: Овруч, Russian: О́вруч, Polish: Owrucz) is a city in the Zhytomyr Oblast (province) of northern Ukraine. It is the administrative center of the Ovruch Raion (district). It has a population of 16,614 (2013 est.) and is home to Ovruch air base.
History
Ovruch originated as an important town of Kievan Rus, first mentioned as Vruchiy in 977. Later after the sack of Iskorosten it became the capital city of Drevlian. In the 14th century it became part of the Grand Duchy of Lithuania. In 1483, Crimean Tatars destroyed the settlement. According to the Treaty of Lublin (1569), Volhynia with Owrucz formed a province of the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth. In 1641, Polish King Władysław IV Vasa granted Owrucz city rights. It was a royal city of Poland. After the Second Partition of Poland in 1793 it was annexed by the Russian Empire.
The only mark of the town's antiquity is St. Basil's Church, commissioned by Rurik II of Kiev from his court architect Pyotr Miloneg in the late 1190s. The church was built in Rurik's votchina and was dedicated to his patron saint.
Ovruch (air base)
Ovruch (also Ovruch Southwest) is an air base in Zhytomyr Oblast, Ukraine located 8 km southwest of Ovruch. There are three large parking areas for fighters. The base appears to have capacity for about 50 planes.
Units stationed at Ovruch include the 4070 BRSV, with just over 140 Su-17 aircraft as of 1992).
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by: Dead SwansIs this all that's left?
These dreams came true and slowly died.
They always said it wouldn't get any worse and I believed every word.
I can still remember those late summer nights sitting on the stones
across from the clubs in coves with ex-friends and broken bones.
It used to be so clear.
It used to feel so fucking perfect.
We were the stars in a loveless city, throwing our lives away.
Is this all that's left?
These dreams came true and slowly died.
They always said it wouldn't get any worse
and I believed every fucking word.
It was never meant to end, it was never meant to stop.
This is all that's left: broken hearts still beating,
strangled throats still screaming loud.
I can still remember those late summer nights sitting on the stones
across from the clubs in coves with ex-friends and broken bones.
Sometimes I think it would be easier to fade away,
to disconnect and leave everything behind.
It was never meant to end, it was never meant to stop.
This is all that's left: broken hearts still beating,
strangled throats still screaming loud.