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My incompletion is not actually incompletion, but my confusions and perturbations cross my suffocation, helplessness, and despair; my fears and worries, in the garb of omissions and commissions, guide life on right lines. These confusions give the taste of sweet and sour and of misery and discomfort. Riddance from them brings freedom, happiness, sweetness, love, and zest of joy and the bliss of life
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