If you have forgotten

Remember, friend, that you can soften your fingers, let it slip suddenly away, not like a climber’s rope, but like a lunging animal to its native habitat — it will run, but not after you. Remember, its feral teeth are not meant for your flesh, but for danger, for the wild, for wonder even, for the unseen places those daring doubts explore.

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