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Peace

Like a melodious song,
Takes away our sorrows.

Dancing trees, Swirling dirt and dust,
The rain is here.

In our lives,
A kind union is formed.
East and West.

Perfect union,
Of imperfect souls are abound,
In East and West.

Like night's silence,
No drum of war, Sounded.

Peace,
A costly diadem.
That brings our souls, Our hearts, Our lands.

The birds whistling,
The sun smiling,
In a wonderful world of peace.

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