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There Was a Time


There was a time when happiness filled my heart and my mind. That time is gone, waiting to come again another day. What is happiness? Happiness is a form of expressing the condition of your heart. Hiding the feelings of your heart, hides yourself from the world, and hiding yourself from the world masks the creation that you were meant to be. Let yourself go, do not be ashamed. People who judge are people who hide themselves from the world. Love others before you love yourself and happiness will prevail in your life, that is all I have to say. When you understand why, you will understand love and happiness better.
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