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I am silent from weakness on many a matter,
for my words could not reckon them
and my speech would fall short.
Do I alter the truth to feel more satisfied with reality?
Do I trust that reality holds more than what my eyes perceive?
Which is more beautiful: to stutter through the truth
or eloquently tell a lie?
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He beholdeth in illusion the secret of reality,
and readeth from the attributes the riddle of the essence.
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