Erased
Emotions move people like a river moves rocks
Flowing, rolling, changing the water's course
Life has meaning for all kinds of feelings;
Joy for momentous times, sadness for goodbyes
Anxiousness for our eager curiosities
One exists that gives nothing to no one
Hate
A vile emotion
Erased with the swipe of pink oblivion
Leaving so much good in its wake
Gone is the history of war and violent death
Peace
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