A Wish for Peace

Written by Admin

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November 7, 2025

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A Wish for Peace

I wish for you,
I wish for me,
I wish for all the world to live in harmony.
When I look into the sky at night and see the stars above,
I wish for peace, I wish for love.

I wish for you
…I wish for you
I wish for me
…I wish for me

I wish for all the world to live in harmony.
When I look into the sky at night and see the stars above,
I wish for peace,
…I wish for peace

I wish for love.

I wish for hope, I wish for joy,
I wish for all these things for every girl and boy,
That where ever in the world they are,
they’ll see the stars above and wish for peace,
And wish for love.

Ah…

When I look into the sky at night and see the stars above,
I wish for peace
…I wish for peace
I wish for love.

I Love Peace Mohammad Younus

I love peace,The foundation of the world is peace—Do not shake it. I choose peace,Above all that the world offers,Even at the highest price.I still choose peace. I choose peace,Over the mundane that fades away.Peace transcends truths and facts,Unveiling deeper...

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Peace by Gerard Manley Hopkins

When will you ever, Peace, wild wooddove, shy wings shut,Your round me roaming end, and under be my boughs?When, when, Peace, will you, Peace? I'll not play hypocriteTo own my heart: I yield you do come sometimes; butThat piecemeal peace is poor peace. What pure peace...

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