Duck Sauce

Sometimes I feel
The ebb and flow
Closer to death; tickin’
That’s how we grow

Inside, I’m looking
I feel what I see
A silence that’s washin’
Wash over me

Gratitude is attitude
Preachers and friends
Tell me healing comes
By making amends

I’m going to stand here and burn
Fools like me, we never learn
The duality constrictor will wrap and squeeze
Find me praying, down on my knees

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