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A Cracked Plate

I am sad and deeply hurt.  With just a few well-placed words, my heart gave up.  It just gave up.  It is a fool’s mission for me to think I can find a person who will accept me as I am without trying to change me.  In the attempt, they will be disappointed and will say imprudent things.  A cracked plate is already flawed when you buy it.

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