Skilful penetrations seem too hard a task,
Too hard are their paths to understand,
For then the masters of thought shall believe,
And the professors of philosophy shall see.
You lose faith in me,
And my understanding,
So that by taking effort, you destroy:
Burden has made me tired of destruction.
You have lost your way,
Are you younger than the rest?
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