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I dreamed of peace;
but the noise of war from afar; shattered by a gun, woke me up. My wife crying, why must you go to war? The children not old enough to go to school to tell a teacher, their daddy waved goodbye. I tiptoed down the stairs; where I could hide, crying my heart out. When will man find peace to love each other? God's answer from above! "If only man would heed my word; the earth that I created would be paradise; with no more hatred, killing or pain; the weapons of war destroyed forever. Families united shouting for joy before me." I wake the dream, bleeding, lying in a hole, blasted by a shell; all alone trying to write this to my family, waiting and praying at home. The bloodstained letter in my hand sealed in the flag, now folded with a ribbon, delivered to the door. My wife fainting falling on the floor; the children crying, where is our daddy? There high up in heaven with God to hold his hands; teaching him how to pray for the world. The oracle; an infallible guide to man to live in the Garden of Eden with his family.
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