The Wanderer
He been weeping willows searching valleys low, cities on high with prestige roaming city streets unwelcome even though he full of peace. The citizens welcome he or she rich or titled promoting rich and titled is the goal to be & obtain. Solutions of peace and social harmony died in the mix of all's pursuit to be the same. Example of peace is my best thought to learn peaceful living. When the example nowhere to be found how easy is it to be swept up in the pretense present in peace absence. As sure as the sun doesn't scorch the earth and leave all dead yet brings warmth and light instead. We know from the experience of death, mourning, conflict, destruction, cries for peace will surely be amongst it. In that truth the thought of peace is conceived in the environment in flames of constant confusion and is able to be achieved; even if it's only achieved by one amongst us....
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