我的朋友，你和善、谨慎而英明。不，你完美无瑕—我也谨慎睿智地和你交谈。可我仍是个疯子。但我掩盖了我的疯癫，我想独自疯狂。
我的朋友，你并不是我真正的朋友，但我怎能让你明白呢？你我路径不同，尽管我们手挽手一路同行。
my friend
my friend, i am not is but a garment i arment that protects me from thy questionings and thee from my negligence.
the “i” in me, my friend, dht but thy ohts in sound and my deeds thy o thoughts, nor ht s of my darkness nor see my s beating against the stars—and i fain ht alone.
eable gulf, “my companion, my comrade, ” and i call back to thee, “my comrade,my companion”—for i ht and the smoke hteousness; and i for thy sake say it is s. but in my heart i laugh at thy love. yet i hter.i h alone.
my friend, thou art good and cautious and ether we walk, hand in hand.
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