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A days end.

After all the words, what is Peace?
Peace is a small light.
One that flickers on the verge of breaking
apart.
No man can claim it.
It has to do with life, something
that is cherished and is gone.
Peace is the thing longed for
when everything screams
for its opposite.
Against all of that
it demands all of our ears
and most of all our hearts.


for Leo.

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  1. MGTAugust 31, 2010 at 10:57 AM

    Thank you for sharing with us this small, beautiful, and miraculous light.

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