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The Happy Family or The Return of Baptism, by Louis Le Nain
Charles Bukowski

Charles Bukowski

The Aliens

you may not believe it
but there are people
who go through life with
very little
friction or
distress.
they dress well, eat
well, sleep well.
they are contented with
their family
life.
they have moments of
grief
but all in all
they are undisturbed
and often feel
very good.
and when they die
it is an easy
death, usually in their
sleep.

#Americans #XXCentury

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