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You always write to ask How come I don't write back I could tell you But then I'd have to write A letter that would start I finally found it in my heart Now to forgive you What do you want me to say? Ask yo "How was your day?" Well, I could tell you But then I'd have to care What you did last night Or the thousand since you crossed my sight I wouldn't know you Is there a need for me to hear Every last detail Of pleasant dreams that accumulate like unwanted mail If it's as bad as you say Maybe this will make it go away This is an answer