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[Challenge #241: Treasure] Original Poetry: 'Peace'
Title: 'Peace'
Fandom: Original Poetry
Rating: G
Notes: Crossposted to
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Just soaking up the quiet like a sponge
All the pressures of the day so to expunge
Peace is quite a luxury to treasure
Sopping it all up with not a measure
Why do people like to make a fuss
It's not as if that kind of thing's a must
Life's far too short to bother with that mess
And secrets yet to hide or to confess
But, after all, maybe it is fun
To scatter life, and run and run and run
It all seems like a boring waste of time
But, then again, perhaps so is this rhyme
Fandom: Original Poetry
Rating: G
Notes: Crossposted to
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Just soaking up the quiet like a sponge
All the pressures of the day so to expunge
Peace is quite a luxury to treasure
Sopping it all up with not a measure
Why do people like to make a fuss
It's not as if that kind of thing's a must
Life's far too short to bother with that mess
And secrets yet to hide or to confess
But, after all, maybe it is fun
To scatter life, and run and run and run
It all seems like a boring waste of time
But, then again, perhaps so is this rhyme