Feeding the Ducks

I'm weary of reality
I've chosen sweet insanity
Where nothing ever bothers me
I've gone to feed the ducks
Should people either ask or care
Please tell them simply, "she's not there",
"Her brain has turned to solid air"
"She's gone to feed the ducks"
I don't know if she's coming back
Perchance I do I'll give a quack
But until then, I'll not look back
I've gone to feed the ducks
ŠAngela Gschwind

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