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Then you realise that your friend is no longer your friend, that this friendship does not exist, that this being that you see is only the reflection of what you have become, what you were, what you will never be.
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My house says to me, "Do not leave me, for here dwells your past."
And the road says to me, "Come and follow me, for I am your future."
And I say to both my house and the road, "I have no past, nor have I a future. If I stay here, there is a going in my staying; and if I go there is a staying in my going. Only love and death will change all things.
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