a white dove soars over the tranquil moonlit lake.
over the forest. over small towns bringing hope it flies.
silently it swoops over dreamers and storytellers in the pale light of the moon.
troubled minds become calm as the night warmth replaces cold hearts.
the wind whistles through the trees. all of nature is in harmony.
the dove continues its journey bringing its message to all who see it.
the war has ended. a time of peace has come.
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