When you learn that he is good,
You unlearn that he had been bad.
When you learn that you lost the purse,
You unlearn that it had been safe.
When you learn that fire burns
You unlearn that it is otherwise.
Each kind of learning has its equal
And opposite unlearning in you.
15.10.2017
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