By Daily Dying I Have Come To Be.

My dear,
By rejecting my old foolish ways I grow into the person I want to be. By rejecting my old foolish assumptions I become who I desire to be.

Without daily rejection of my old self, I would not be here.

By daily dying I have come to be.

Falsely yours,
Theodore Roethke

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