Back from Wilderness, Where I Licked Your Scar
Back from Wilderness, where I licked your scar
You appear as my savior from strife
Far from my best hope, to my mind you are
The singular tragedy of my life
A man feels compelled to raise up his son
That's as natural as squirrels eating nuts
But your history with me defies reason
To your help this history my mind shuts
From beginning to end, so very bad
I've concluded many times you're evil
In your head, somehow, you still are my Dad
But I see Satan, a ghoul, a devil
    I fear my sole escape from this trauma:
    Solving this impossible dilemma.
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