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| Red Paint |
4/4/2020
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Out there looks normal but it really ain't.
It's as if somenoe forgot the can of red paint.
Nothing to do nowhere to go.
This country screwed us over.
One by one row by row.
Who would have thought all those years ago?
Who would have thought by now?
Nothing to do but take our final bow.
It's all about the inevitable.
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