"Peace"

peace.
Something never close at hand,
now within myself.
lack of hate, lack of fear

peace.
Something I always yearned for,
and now seems so strange.
full of loss, full of sorrow

peace.
Something I now have,
which I may never lose.
only ripples, only waves

peace.
Something I hold dear,
and hope to pass on.
never changing, never gone

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