S ida 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.
We 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.
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