Ying: Is peace like a blob of ink on paper? Do written words ever have much legal force?
Dmiritri: Indeed. Our ability to distort and ignore words is amazing.
Ying: Perhaps we should think of words in ink as a start – not an end – of a peace process?
Satoru: Hmm. Does peace ever have an end?
Dmiritri: . . . not as long as we are breathing.

Set 3 of _Poems for Peace / Piece Poems_

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