Because my mouth
Is wide with laughter
And my throat
Is deep with song,
You do not think
I suffer after
I have held my pain
So long?
Because my mouth
Is wide with laughter,
You do not hear
My inner cry?
Because my feet
Are gay with dancing,
You do not know
I die?
— Langston Hughes
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It's tiring to pack and unpack and do up a place to make it habitable.
To adapt and adjust to the new place and make new friend(s), before long you'll have to uproot and move on. Poor children, it's hard on both of you but who knows tomorrow will be very much better.
(translation from Chinese).
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