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Frustration


Tons of things,

a bunch of things,

Everything went wrong!

How amI supposed to do this,

If I feel so sore?

I don't like it

I won't have it!

It's so hard to do anything!

Who's fault is it, you asked?

Well, it surely wasn't me!

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