Lots of things going on in my mind.
Lots of things that I want to say.
Things that are hidden deeply. Effort is required to unearth those things.
But those are the things I couldn’t get myself to say to anyone.
Because they are classified information. Because they are my secret.
Although I know one fine day, I’ll blurt everything out.
Even so, those things aren’t meant for just anyone anyway.
Don’t know why, but I’m sentimental when I wake up in the mornings.
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