He forgets.
He forgets that angerIs a passer-by.
He forgets.
He forgets that doubtIs a passer-by.
He forgets.
He forgets that jealousyIs a passer-by.
He forgets.
He forgets that bondageIs a passer-by.
Alas, he touches their feet
And asks them to beHis bosom friends.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Dance of Life, part 14, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1973
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