When I drove my father's motorcycle, I felt very proud,
I felt another feeling too.
His motorcycle turned out to be a little broken,
But why didn't he tell us about the problem that he faced?
Why didn't he complain about his old motorcycle to us?
Why did he choose to be silent and go on with it?
Perhaps, he didn't want to make his family worried about.
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