But then things wrong, and things get broken. Cut into pieces, shredded and shattered. Broken, battered and tattered. We try fixing them - to glue them up, to sue them together.
And when we can't fix them, we either keep the broken pieces, or we throw them away.
The broken pieces hurt us, they remind us of how beautiful it was when it was all intact.
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