The days that all of the wars
stop.
will be the day no cell dare move.
(prevent the invasion
of this unwelcome parasite)
will be the day
the earth stops pulling the moon
and the waves stop
sculpting the shorelines
Utopia.
is utmost balanced
and graceful harmony.
heavenly spheres,
pluck thine melody
and vibrate the stars!
to make this
Grand
Sound.
War is a word.
Giving birth to
By difference.
The same difference.
That have caused your eyes
To veer off!
This page
By
Now.
Heed not!
For this is no litany.
For I bind to no receptor (true love)
True love isn’t a key into a lock
Love is just war that can stop.
Peace isn’t meant to be eternal
Wheel.
Didn’t Nietzsche preach to you on the false ideal?
Harmonize with me.
And maybe we can
Drown out this
Dissonance.
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