I carry. I want. I hide.
I carry a small box of Happiness.
But I want everyone to see it.
So I hide behind this small box.
I carry a big box of Sadness.
But I want no one to see it.
So I hide this big box.
I carry so much memories.
So I want people to understand me.
But I hide my memories.
I carry so much memories.
But I want people to understand me.
So I hide my memories.
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