Peace will come in sleepy darkness,
A blackened cloud will hold
All sins and hurts once hidden.
Peace will come in morning’s breath,
Inhaled to stanch the fear –
All worries and disillusionment to fade.
Peace will come in loving hands,
Caressing cares away.
In tenderness, will heart behold the day.
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It also comes in the form of earplugs.
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External amplification can, sometimes, be partially dulled by the insertion of earplugs, this is true. Are you on commission?x
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No…I just go through a lot of ’em round here.
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Oh no. Noisy neighbourhood?x
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Well, not really…it’s the kids who don’t live round here but whose parents don’t want them being noisy round their own streets that are the problem.
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Weans! It could be worse. We occasionally get drunken prats singing and swearing on their way back to hell, from a nearby pub. Well, I think they’re coming from the pub. It could be the public park. Buckfast and bushes.x
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I thought peace came in the form of chocolate and cake…or is that happiness. I always get the two mixed up.
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Chocolate works at any level.x
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