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This is love , to fly toward a secret sky , to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment .
First , to let go of life. In the end , to take a step without feet to regret this world as invisible , and to disregard what appears to be the self .
Heart , I said what a gift it has been to enter this circle of lovers, to see beyond seeing itself, to reach and feel within the breast .
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