Misery.

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Mellowed Life of Hazy Situations,

Instituted thoughts of Un-classical and Confused Ideas,

Stimulated Pessimistic Aggressive Decisions,

Eloping burden of the Past Hurted-Feelings,

Rougely driving Simplicity onto Complexity,

Yearning the Miseries of Life sadly.

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