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True Peace
And peace will come
To those who buy it
But first to find it
And to desire it
In the deepest of hearts
The red that does not flee
There found often
No true desire for peace
Rather manufactured
They wish it as advertised
The money, and fame
They kill, yet with delightful flair
In some however
They seek and do not know
Their pit cannot be filled
Forever freckled with empty
These may find the door
Yet only the door
Still your feet tremble
Still the shiny knob,
Waiting
Peacfully
For you
