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Jan 2014
Breaks are never really clean.
You never get that
perfect break
where nothing is really damaged, just split.
Like anything perfect, they don't exist.
You can never really
avoid the pain of a break
especially when it splinters.
Though, it always splinters.
Though again, some breaks are worse than others
And you may not KNOW what to do about it.
It's not always obvious.
There's usually not an easy answer.
But you can find one.
Just give yourself enough time
enough energy
and you can find an answer to anything.
So I'm splintered all to hell right now,
but I'll find a way to fix it someday.
Written by
Tom Cooney
471
   Peach
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