After one broken arm, one broken nose, one broken foot and dozens of broken hearts, I find myself remarkably intact. You'll find yourself more malleable than you once thought. Tears take care of most of your problems.
Loss and release are two sides of the only coin that matters. Never mind heads or tails. Rock break scissors is merely a distraction. Maybe it's all a distraction if you do it right.
Kings without hearts await some future. Me? I either live or I wait to start living, depending on when you ask. There's enough love to go around. Don't try to save it.
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