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 "title": "XXVI",
 "poet": "Fernando Pessoa",
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    "text": "The world is woven all of dream and error",
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   {
    "text": "And but one sureness in our truth may lie⁠—",
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    "text": "That when we hold to aught our thinking’s mirror",
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    "text": "We know it not by knowing it thereby.",
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    "text": "For but one side of things the mirror knows,",
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    "text": "And knows it colded from its solidness.",
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    "text": "A double lie its truth is; what it shows",
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    "text": "By true show’s false and nowhere by true place.",
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    "text": "Thought clouds our life’s day-sense with strangeness, yet",
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    "text": "Never from strangeness more than that it’s strange",
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    "text": "Doth buy our perplexed thinking, for we get",
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   {
    "text": "But the words’ sense from words⁠—knowledge, truth, change.",
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    "text": "We know the world is false, not what is true.",
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    "text": "Yet we think on, knowing we ne’er shall know.",
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