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Peace

The world is as beautiful as inner yourself!
People talk about the face of the world!
Think of the world, the peace!
These people enlightened in history!
Now they have formed a hundred inhabitants in the desert!
Broke their house where they'd lived!
Those who are in history!
Now they are spreading their hands, hundreds of homes without homes.
People move away from the distance, find the place for their darshan.
Shi'a fights with a brother in the Kurdish Sunni brothers,
They could not live in their own country,
At the gates of Europe
The hand is on the plate! No curse!
News after the news, full of tears!
Those who walk in the middle of the day,
In the new country, on the new bank of the river, your career will rush.
More than a creature frozen in the Creator!
If you give to the little ones!
I could not raise my hand, humanity!
Children, elderly, patients, vigorous, walking weak, are on their way to Germany
How many passes will cross, new country!
Winter has fallen! They will have to pay them!
A thousand after a thousand, if the alliance on the forehead?
By reaching hundreds of limits, you must achieve a lot of peace.

(The image is not mine)
Thank for being with me & support

Best Regard @jerge