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Losing too is still ours; and even forgetting
still has a shape in the kindgdom of transformation.
When something's let go of, it circles; and though we are
   rarely the center
of the circle, it draws around us its unbroken, marvelous
   curve.


Translated by Stephen Mitchell

Added: 2 Mar 2002 | Last Read: 8 Sep 2026 6:00 AM | Viewed: 4976 times

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