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He's not a praying man
But God knows
That when shit gets too tough
For his so-called proactive mind
He finds his eyes closing
And lips murmuring
To a father
He suddenly realizes
Could suddenly revive him
From his greatest fear:
Lack of control...
And sinking deep
Into reactivity
And drowning deep
In his self-pity,
Self-loathing,
Self-doubt.
They both know
What he does is wrong,
But they both know
Old habits are tough
To shrug off.
I'm pretty sure...
They both know.
And I'm pretty sure
This father understands.
