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- adagio posted on 05/01/2003Der Panther His gaze from going through the bars has grown so weary that it can take nothing more. For him it is as though there were a thousand bars and behind the thousand bars no world. - Rilke There are other bars, permanent bars of the cage of one's life, through which one has always and will always gaze at the world. The bars of one's birth and family and ancestors, of one's school and college, of one's own secret and sinuous psychology. Has not my mind, my soul, if I have a soul, f

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