In the end, We must, as the book says, Forgive one another Kiss each other's hand. But my soul is bitter. I cannot forget what does not love me. I protested. Why hold on to all that? Look at me, The wind said, Empty yourself.
In the end, We must, as the book says, Forgive one another Kiss each other's hand. But my soul is bitter. I cannot forget what does not love me. I protested. Why hold on to all that? Look at me, The wind said, Empty yourself.
