W e grope for the wall like the blind, and we grope as if we had no eyes: we stumble at midday as in the twilight; amongst the flourishing we are as the dead.
Sida kuwa indhaha la' ayaynu derbiga u haabhaabannaa, oo sida innagoo aan innaba indho lahayn ayaynu wax u haabhaabannaa. Sida fiid oo kale ayaynu hadh cad u turunturoonnaa, oo waxaynu nahay sida dad dhintay oo kuwa barwaaqaysan ku dhex jira.
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