Fighting the world
I know, I know, I've walked too fast I never looked around.
I assumed life was all about fighting and slaying my enemies.
I never had time for peace.
I lingered alone, collecting anger and relics of war and false victories.
I subsisted alone trying to succeed with my madness.
All it takes is you, a smile, and a poetry book.
Peace can be achieved in the barest matters.
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