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Thank you for the pain. At least I am no longer afraid to face it next time. Broken glass is a metaphor for that which breaks into pieces and then becomes unimportant, unnoticeable and forgotten. A broken glass also represents something that is incomplete and cannot be fixed. These three facts suggest the broken glass represents someone who is not perfect and can never be fixed, but if we appreciate them for their imperfections we can still appreciate them and love them.
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