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Being broken is like glitter. You can throw a handful of glitter on a window, but when you try to clean it, you can never completely remove it. Even after time passes, you’ll still find small shining shards, hidden in the corners and they will always be there, somewhere.

“Despite being strong, some people are filled with fragments of memories inside”.