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He who is not bold enough
to be stared at from across
the abyss is not bold enough
to stare into it himself.

The truth can only be learned
by marching forward.

Or perhaps you are a fool.
The truth usually betrays people.

A part of that abyss is
in the old society.

The key to the society
is in the park.
At the foot of the praying
woman, inside of the ground,
inside of a box.
To open it, I need a wrench.

My patient buried it there.
I knew, but I did nothing.
It made me uneasy to have
such a thing near.
I wasn't looking for the truth,
I was looking for tranquility.