I will not tell you.
If it gets on your last nerve.
I will keep it to myself.
Let us sing a song.
He has risen from the death.
He was born in Bethlehem.
Christ has risen from the death.
Shed his blood on the cross for our sins.
The visit of the three wise men.
I will not tell you.
It is only for myself.
The present is what we’ve.
The past is long gone.
The future is uncertain.
Please make yourself happy.
I am very happy.
Are you happy?.
Create your own way to be happy.

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Should I tell him?.
I must not tell him.
Lovely poem and well written
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Nice post
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Thank you. I realized people around you might not want to hear every of your stories so keep it to yourself.
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