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Jul 2018
What do I want.. I cannot say.
The hope of a new, brighter day.
Where we are at peace with one and our souls.
Love doesn’t consist of the body alone.

Where people eat but there is no hunger.
The old and the wise only grow younger.
Where time is irrelevant.
There’s always a cure.
Where social identity is all a blur.

When we needn’t think about world pollution.
The ozone layers have received a solution.
This is where my peace would be.
This twisted world makes sence to me.
Written by
April  F
     Colm, --- and Fawn
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