I found this on a table in my living room.
It's pretty.
Just a little cut glass heart.
But I have absolutely no idea where it came from.
None whatsoever.
So, I tossed it.
(Does that make me heartless?)
You see, I have LOTS of pretties that I have a reason for keeping.
I've collected them in my travels.
They have been gifts from loved ones.
They mean something.
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