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peace
Peace.
Peace is the sound of the rustling grass in a field
Peace is the sound of the lark singing in the spring time.
Peace is the cry of a new born baby
Peace is the laughter of our children
Don't shatter this peace learn to live together and love each other.
Peace is the sound of the rustling grass in a field
Peace is the sound of the lark singing in the spring time.
Peace is the cry of a new born baby
Peace is the laughter of our children
Don't shatter this peace learn to live together and love each other.
Published 27th Mar 2013
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