Remorse

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Too often we mystify our fidelity to pain. All magic behaviors, hand-wringing, howling at the void, breaking glass, burning photographs reveal we can never fully relieve a frustration we cannot change. ‘We may lose our past if we forget the worst. Great memories will vanish with it.’ Yet with full memory of what is great and rare will also persist — and if our passions reveal — they also conceal. We need forgetfulness to create what’s new, what’s next. We need to forget to allow a raindrop, a kiss. So all respect for remorse, and all past passion, not as paralysis, but as true memory: as yesterday’s sunset.

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