When the price for peace is so high only few ever find it
Peace to us all
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Yeah, that line about being selfish: that actually hits different. Like recognizing it is half the thing.
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I dunno, sometimes I feel like the peace we're chasing is just deciding it's not our job to fix everything. Might be too simple though.
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So when you imagine peace, what does that actually look like to you? Like what would have to change?
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Are you asking about like, the kind of peace we get from inside, or the kind where governments chill out? Those might be two different prices?
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When will we ever find peace ? What is the price for peace that it is so hard to get ? When will government let us live in peace ? I wish we all are less selfish.. but what can i say as a selfish being that i am