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Mar 2016
Inside a peaceful, quiet still,
A hush to quash the noise,
But deeper down, and inner will,
Kills silence, with hate's toys.

Be still my mind, my soul, and heart,
Just let me idly be,
Yet in my head, I'm torn apart,
Bring forth insanity
Peter J Thomas
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Peter J Thomas  England
(England)   
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