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Singing

Singing Singing takes me frequently So I am found singing loud around But i am not well trained By my standard every one is a singer I sing the shortest and saddest one The happiest and long song I keep in mind People find them cute and the sweetest But no one notice I break and bleed inside In fact I did not take singing to be sadder Upon my already broken heart I don’t want to take more unwanted pressure To get relief from my pent up feeling And a light up mood that are what I immediately sought from my singing However ,i keep continue my song wind tells me i will get my satisfaction at the end and i get it and start singing with full throat again

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