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Life is full of Confusion. All that life is fills us with an uncertainty of what the hell is going on. We wonder around aimlessly trying to discover what we can't, with puzzled looks on our faces. Confused of all, and uncertain if there even is anything to be confused about.
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And then Frustration takes over. After the realization that confusion is inevitable, we get frustrated with ourselves and the rest of the world. Frustrated with what life may have served us or frustrated from being so damn confused all the time, we are filled with a certain dispair of ever getting out from under neath the huge stressfull frustration that fills our veins when we cannot find an answer or even a question. The frustration which fills us when we are sick of wondering around being confused.
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