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All the years of pain and all the years of suffering have made you believe that there is no such thing as love. The many years of heartache have brought you to believe that no one can be trusted. Your once soft and loving heart has become hard and hateful. You no longer care and don't give any one a chance. You have come to hate this life and only make yourself more miserable by holding it all inside. Your heart is hard and resembles that of cold concrete.
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