There are those who do not love themselves and do not love others.
There are those who love themselves and love others out of separateness.
There are those who love all they see and feel, but he, and she, is forced to love out of separateness.
A draught broke through the door, a wide-open door now. The first and second burst into tears: originally with the first lament, and continue with the second lament, and then to the third, the fourth, the fifth, to the sixth, for the last that remains … in a way that no one hears and will not hear.
This is the notable lament of all.
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