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Uncertainty. You don't exactly know how to describe it, but you know how it feels. It's like a deep tremor in your abdomen, rising slowly, threatening to churn out everything you've eaten in the last six hours. It's like a runaway truck, careening on an empty highway, heading straight into you. It's like a blank piece of paper pretending to be your exams paper. It's the ashes from the contents of a half empty cigarette box, chain smoked through minutes of waiting. And the ashes from what's left of said box, after being handed down an unexpectedly bad message. It's the pink slip in a banana box left by your manager, with a nicely written letter of regrets.

 

Though varied in many forms, uncertainly leaves you nothing but broken.

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