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.
Осязаем, как слепые стену, и, как без глаз, ходим ощупью; спотыкаемся в полдень, как в сумерки, между живыми--как мертвые.
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