W e grope for the wall like the blind, yes, we grope like those who have no eyes. We stumble at noonday as in the twilight; in dark places and among those who are full of life and vigor, we are as dead men.
Bîjbăim ca nişte orbi dealungul unui zid, bîjbăim ca ceice n'au ochi, ne poticnim ziua nameaza mare, ca noaptea, în mijlocul celor sănătoşi sîntem ca nişte morţi.
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