The fellows of turpitude,
if they differ due to extreme anger,
are comparable with broken stone,
they never reunite!
There are others,
when they differ, their anger
is comparable to a split in the gold,
they will reunite if they are pacified!
The anger of the virtuous persons
will leave like the split made in water
by the arrow aimed from the bow,
it never hurts, but heals instantly!
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