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Peace & Tea

Would you have tea with me?

While I tell you all the things

That bring fear in.

Maybe I’ll add some sugar.

I know you’ll love it.

Please, bring Peace along.

I miss her presence.

She’s always too childish,

So everyone thinks she irresponsible.

They love to work and walk,

Thinking many is useful.

But Peace’s different.

She prefers quality and rest,

Loathes quantity and sweat.

If you come with her,

There’ll be sit for all of us.

And we’ll chat till the sun’s full,

And laugh loud in the moon’s cool.


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