The perfumed air is the first assault,
followed closely by a bombardment of color.
The sound of this war is water,
and the air is still,
yet not heavy or oppressing.
The air clears away all other thoughts
and you are only left with the peace
this war has won.
Because this war, is the war,
to show how wars are won.
Without guns or oppression,
but rather with perfumed air,
explosions of color
and the peace water brings
as it washes away
all the hurt
we have ever known.
And our hearts
are restored.
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