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This Place Needs Peace
I am Bukowski in a modern day scene.
I can be part of the scene and still be unseen,
Or can I be seen and be obscene?
My obscenity becomes my visibility
And invisibility brings me tranquillity,
Or simplicity. Solve this with me,
These problems go back farther than
Their police city. Come sit with me,
My people, and we can talk about
How these cunts will destroy the sea,
And then you and me, and then the Earth.
The there will be no reason for
Any human to give birth.
Come on, let’s surf upon the wave
That Gandhi and Lennon gave
And together we can save
this place.
Peace.

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