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Jan 2021
Glass shatters.
It shatters into a million pieces;
A million fragments.
These tiny pieces scattered onto the ground.
Unfixable.
Unusable.
Discarded.
I don't really know what this is or what it truly means. However, I figured I should try posting something to get out of this slump I am in. I'm just curious if by any chance you do read this and choose to respond, what does this mean to you?
Cait
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Cait  20/F/Somewhere
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   Galina
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