The war is within
Our limits, but
Peace is not,
We all fight each other
For nothing,
There is an ugly war
That is endless and
We pay very high prices
For no purpose,
We all look for
A pretty peace, but
Our intentions are different,
This ugly war goes on endless and
There is not any pretty peace at all,
All wars end in peace
Except our peace
Which is not located at all
Anywhere and everywhere.
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