It is not that they lack weight -
Pain, heaviness of heart tell that -
But so much, thus far,
And no further, with them.
So much, then, for these things;
It is not that they lack importance -
They appeared so once, and still do -
But so much, and now
No further, with them.
So much, then, for these things -
These attachments that seem so great,
That they're not of us, but ourselves -
But now no further with them,
We are more than them,
Much much more…..
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