Black and red and white all over
I need a ton of white out to cover up the past
Not a good day, not a nice date
Not the imagined and glorious repast
There's no covering the errors that were
much less those to come
yet it seems the days stretch forth
Yes it seems I've still got some
I can't apologize so I will just hope
to find tomorrow what I could not today
and if it comes and I hope it comes
oh I will say thank you
I will say hooray
what
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