silence shouts

in a world rife with noise born away by the violent summon your poise and let battles fall silent let old arguments wither and leave new ones unmet for hatred will sever and anger upset raise a glass, not a weapon wield a song, not a sword let the past be forgotten and let Love…

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in a world rife with noise
born away by the violent
summon your poise
and let battles fall silent
let old arguments wither
and leave new ones unmet
for hatred will sever
and anger upset
raise a glass, not a weapon
wield a song, not a sword
let the past be forgotten
and let Love be your word

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