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In Lithuania's forests deep and wide, 
Where shadows dance and ancient whispers glide, 
A figure with a name that brings a smile, 
Minister Shakalien; walks the while. 

With courage firm and spirit bold as steel, 
She searches for the soldiers, a noble deal. 
Yet in her name, a trickster’s tale resides, 
Like Jackal in Kipling’s woods, where mischief hides. 

A small wolf-like creature, cunning and sly, 
In the depths of the jungle, he would pry and spy. 
But our dear Shakalien;, with heart sincere, 
Seeks to mend the past, bring hope from fear. 

Through tangled branches and whispers of the trees, 
She calls on the spirits that ride with the breeze. 
“Fear not, brave souls! We’ll find you in this plight, 
With eyes like the stars, we will uncover the light!” 

For in her quest, there’s laughter in the shade, 
A jackal’s quick wit, not to be dismayed. 
She shimmers with resolve, a beacon in the night, 
In search of lost heroes, she stands ready to fight. 

So here’s to the one with a name that bemuses, 
In the heart of the wild, where fate often chooses. 
May her journey be blessed, her mission fulfilled, 
For Lithuania’s strength and her spirit, instilled.


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25.03.2025 СМИ. Глава Минобороны балтийской республики Довиле Шакалене заявила в эфире радио LRT, что поисково-спасательная операция на месте вероятной гибели четырех американских солдат продолжается.