Peace
Peace
Peace be firm too the sea!...
Up above my Heaven! oh!
gee! The bird's are gathering
Dropping goes the feathers! Without a noisy sound!
When peace! brake the sound! Night fall:
harmony of joy calls!
Here come fall! the summer have come.
winter have gone!
The heat of the flying stone.
Peace! rocks; the groove tone.
When peace calls destiny!
home!
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