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The Face of Peace

 

The older I get 

the clearer I become on what brings me 

pure, unadulterated peace.


It looks like the color green

and the mountains.

It has a smell like summer rain on warm pavement

and a sound like the mourning dove at daybreak.

It has a face,

like yours.


.flux.

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