Peace
When I close my eyes I woke up at a wonderful place. I felt cold like ice of snow.
As I walked through a bright light.
The light was so bright that my eyes were closed.
I walked up there was a tree.
I saw people gathering around the tree in a big circle.
I walk to the shadows of Peace kind and happiness we are One.
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