This must be happiness: a poem piece

Is it too much to ask for peace?

Of the wars raging outside.

I cannot make what with this

Unnecessary slaughter and massacre

But I find solace within sleep

Of smiles and laughs

In this slumber deep

And everything is momentarily forgotten

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