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I have good days,
I have rough days,
I have happy days,
I have many sad days.
I cry and I cry,
I remember upsetting things,
I try to look on the bright side,
But I don't remember why.
Why must we have sad days,
I once asked my mom,
She said she doesn't know,
I don't like to cry,
But I don't understand why.
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