Mystery
O inflation art thou open to ambiguity or weirdness of a
thing or unpeopling so to say?,
or art thou wilt not see nor hear nor feel as if stick-
something or stone on riddles or sometimes tis bat-tree
art hide-and-seek?.
Or doth sayest to the society tis vitiation or to abate
the something or to dispirit them anyhow possible?.
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