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  • Debbie 

Peace Speak

Where did the voice of Peace go?

It left my friend. But why? The shadows were shifting into glances of days gone by

Why oh why, did she leave, when we were ready to see the seas?

You weren’t ready, dear child.

Close your eyes, listen,

When you hear the wind,

Then and only then

Will you know

It is once again time to speak

Of things made by Peace