ل َكِنْ ها أنا هَدَّأتُ نَفسِي، سَكَّتُّها كَاُمٍّ تُسَكِّتُ فَطِيمَها. نَعَمْ، نَفْسِي عِنْدِي كَطِفلٍ مَفطُومٍ.
Rather I have quieted myself and caused my soul to become silent, that I might be as a child that is weaned of his mother, as one who is weaned from my own life.
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