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If you pushed me I would fall to the ground and scatter into tiny sharp pieces. If you tried to pick me up, with no effort at all, I would cut your hands in a painful way that would never properly heal. If you can withstand the pain and try to put me back together I will crumble into a fine dust that if provoked would blind and choke you. Luckily for you I’m not going to let you push me.