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frustration, my friends,

with no means for an ends

shall create much havoc anon.



its eats at my brain

and i struggle and strain

to see hope in the near coming dawn.



there's none to be found,

but there's a small toy that's wound

and soon shall be gone from all time.



if only twas me

that could cease to be,

then happiness for once could be mine.