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“There comes times to laugh. Then choose to laugh. Be silly if you must, Be free, Be naughty, Be wild, Be happy. Don’t hold back and don’t postpone, because there will be time to cry, mourn and be sad too. Life is about enjoyment and pleasure. Good emotions we choose and allow, but bad emotions come naturally, but some of us we too focus, serious and too busy that we are trying to suppress our good emotions. Life is too short to be grumpy and sad all the time. Choose to laugh and smile a little.”

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