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“It takes a lot of heart to build trust, Even more to keep the trust. But what if both hearts are in pieces, How will they ever overcome their past! The answer is really quite simple, and yet, It is the last revelation to be crystal clear. Seek not for perfection but for the being, Broken in heart but intact in character. The road to joy is paved with broken hearts, Broken heart is something to cherish not mourn. Heart not broken is a heart devoid of life, That's how the pieces of two fit together as one.”

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Book:Yarasistan: My Wounds, My Crown
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