
How many words do I wish I could unspeak? How many resolves made in haste or, worse, anger do I wish I could undo? For how long will I allow myself to remain captive to wrong speech and the kilesas that undergird it?

How many words do I wish I could unspeak? How many resolves made in haste or, worse, anger do I wish I could undo? For how long will I allow myself to remain captive to wrong speech and the kilesas that undergird it?
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