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It is true. When the grasping fear is gone the capacity to love knows no bounds. Even that last remaining ghost of a skeleton remaining of a leaf long dead and decayed is loved with a passion just as it is. It is about that love of all not the love that is all about self interest. That must be signified by the capital letters. The bigger love. Loving ones enemies means someone has made BIG progress.

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