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Violence Fills The Earth
(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

Violence Fills The Earth

Poem By Bob Gotti

I have an idea.
Let us all pretend,
We are strangers.

'We are.'

I have another idea.
Let's pretend we are all close relatives.

'We are all relatives.
But we prefer it better,
If we stayed pretending we are strangers.
Somehow that makes us feel even closer.'

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