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May 2014
Morn as I broke a glass at home
And thought,
"I should have known."
I fixed it fast, it did not last
Why is there a million shards for one broken glass?
One mistake and the world collapses before you like domino pieces. One broken glass and then you see a million shards.

There will be times wherein you'll find it hard to put it all back together. It's just hard but not impossible.

We all make mistakes. But folly is to the one who repeats it.
Eliza
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