hope and peace
Hope and peace, we use them together, But they can't be any more apart. Hope is loud, while peace is quiet. Hope is loud and loud like a crowd. It makes you feel So high. peace is quite like a streetlight. Feel like I'm falling, falling from the sky. Here is a question, a question to myself, Can I reach it? Can I, can I?. That high or that low, I really don't care. I Just wanna reach, reach that point where the sky and earth meet. Is it even real Cause it feels like a reel . fake like horizon Can it be a canon? Real like a star but not too far. So again here is a question, question to myself .Can I reach it ? can I? Can I? Fake or real does it even matter, not to me no no not to me.
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