UNCERTAINTY LOVES
Uncertainty loves lying in bed in the morning
It loves Fear
It loves one’s own sense of inadequacy
Uncertainty loves pain and hesitation
Uncertainty loves Unhappiness
Uncertainty loves Waiting
Uncertainly loves self- torment
Uncertainty loves the coward in us
Uncertainty loves caution and sometimes wisdom
And sometimes deep understanding of where we really are
Uncertainty loves not knowing whether it itself is right or not
Uncertainty is uncertain of itself
Uncertainty
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