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Trust, my good friend is to a woman like the structure of a precious antique vase.
Once it has been handled recklessly and has been broken
There are very many things that can be done in an effort to put the pieces back together
With very patient, delicate, and deligent work it may return to its once beautiful shape
But I assure you my friend, it will never hold water the way it once did
And before I depart let me leave you with a sizable piece of knowledge
In life love is like water
And to be quite frank...
Try as you may, for as long as you please, with as many tools as you can gather it wont work
A broken vase can never retain all its water
And infact may be a straightforward waste of water
But never once do you blame the vase or save your water
For if it was not for your own mistakes
Those broken pieces would still be one whole

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