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I carry my broken heart like paper. When it rains, I make a paper boat. But it sinks in water. When it's windy, I make a paper plane. But it falls. Nothing can hold the weight of my broken heart.

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I carry my broken heart like paper. When it rains, I make a paper boat. But it sinks in water. When it's windy, I make a paper plane. But it falls. Nothing can hold the weight of my broken heart. 

- Praphull 

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