the dove flies

It was peace,

that it offers to you.

the dream that must be realized

harmony of the heart

the song is sung by all

it carries with it the dream

your song is senaul

you speak of the dream

that we must realize

we will survive

the hope

that is before us

we must lay down our tools

make peace,

the love is true

it is the song

that our mothers had when you were born

it is the norm

the song is free

we dream to be

at peace

with thee

the song is before


it is just

love is what 

they wish we will do

to honor you

you offer us peace

we smile and bow to you

we offer our homage to you

love is

The End

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