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tell all the the truth, but tell it slant-- success in cirrucit lies, to bright for our infirm Delight. the Truth's superb surpise.
“My hear lies before you, O my God. Look deep within. See these memories of mine, for you are my hope. You cleanse me when unclean humours such as these posses me, by drawing my eyes to yourself and saving my feet from the snare” The Confessions,