Beauty of Peace

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The surroundings shook furiously
Chaotic, frantic, frenetic, hectic
Then all was still
The artic, white particles unhurriedly began to settle
The peaceful environment had an appeasing, beautiful touch
The touch that one can not touch
But to gaze at this wonderful world and ask,
“When will our world be like this?"





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