It looks beautiful
When you live in a home
Warmed by love,
In a land devoid of perpetrators.
It looks beautiful
When you are in
the company of loved ones
In a land not torn apart by force.
It looks beautiful
In forests,
Where animals live
In a land that doesn't admit brutes.
It looks beautiful
Without red dots of blood
Where colours are subdued
In a land that promises life.
It looks beautiful
Where forces of nature
Come into play,
In a land where no one else has the superpower.
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