E whawha ana tatou ki te taiepa ano he matapo, ae ra, me te mea ko te hunga kahore he kanohi: e tutuki ana o tatou waewae i te poutumarotanga me te mea i te ahiahi; he rite tatou ki te tupapaku i roto i nga tangata pakari.
We feel for the wall like blind men. We feel our way like those who have no eyes. We trip at noon as in the night. Among those who are strong, we are like dead men.
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