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There’s a place in our heart called comfort corner.
it’s only filled by some broken pieces that can never return to their places.
You know it’s bad and painful enough to let them occupying the corner.
But you just can’t get rid of them because you wish that someday you can pick all the pieces and mend the broken parts.
Stay there.
You might never know when they’d get fixed.
But at least they don’t leave the corner so you could still reminisce every single cracks made and step forward carefully 🙂