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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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