no more death
Stop the wars of confusion
And end these hates we hold,
The hates that all have felt
From thousands of years ago,
The hates of bane that never
Ever seem to go away, these
Hates of nonsense and control
Of evil that must not win,
We must end this darkness
And seek that which is good,
We must seek goodness always!
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