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Hole<\/strong><\/h2>\n

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At one time, I felt the sensation that a big whole hole had opened in my chest.
\nFrom a young age, there were always lots of blue buckets full of glazes in the garden as my father was a potter.
\nWhen I was feeling very depressed, I thought of my heart as an empty bucket with nothing inside.
\nThis work has a crack in the bottom.
\nLooking back now, I compare the persistent gloominess in the heart and the continuing depression to trying to store water in a broken bucket.
\nI was unable to keep the kindness from everyone in my heart.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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