When I give away what is mine to give away, it comes back to me as something new.
When I try to hold onto what I have to give away, it turns sour like milk and has to be thrown away.
What has to be thrown away never comes back new.
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Bashfulness
To hide under a rock is never good:
No star can guide you out of a dark wood.
[Disposable Couplet September 27, 2010]
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