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Walk the Peace
Each day lips rise,
Chanting "peace",bloodshed,they seem to despise,
As they seek to diminish war's size,
Bringing to light hopes of being wise,
But with time their shouts grow frail,
For living it they fail,
Whiles tears continuous to grow sore for death's tail,
As soul's cling unto its trail,
But its time to live the talk,
For unto its path we should seek to walk,
Working diligently,the way of peace,we must stalk,
As we tend to make war an old hulk,
For peace,good vision,we must see,
As we strive to sow tranquility's seed,
Render stony plains soft with your feet,
For we must walk the peace,
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