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We do not wish to look upon the Uncharted Forest. We do not wish to think of it. But ever do our eyes return to that black patch upon the sky. WE DO NOT WISH TO LOOK UPON THE UNCHARTED FOREST WE DO NOT WISH TO THINK OF IT BUT EVER DO OUR EYES RETURN TO THAT BLACK PATCH UPON THE SKY
re are Fraternity 2-5503, a quiet boy with wise, kind eyes, who cry suddenly, without reason, in the midst of day or night, and their body shakes with sobs they cannot explain. There are Solidarity 9-6347, who are a bright youth, without fear in the day; but they scream in their sleep, and they scream: “Help us! Help us! Help us!” into the night, in a voice which chills our bones, but the Doctors cannot cure Solidarity 9-6347. And as we all undress at night, in the dim light of the candles, our brothers are silent, for they dare not speak the thoughts of their minds. For all must agree with all, and they cannot know if their thoughts are the thoughts of all, and so they fear to speak. And they are glad when the candles are blown for the night. But we, Equality 7-2521, look through the window upon the sky, and there is peace in the sky, and cleanliness, and dignity. And beyond the City there lies the plain, and beyond the plain, black upon the black sky, there lies the Uncharted Forest.  THREE A QUIET BOY WITH WISE KIND EYES WHO CRY SUDDENLY WITHOUT REASON AND IN THE MIDST OF THE DAY OR NIGHT AND THEIR THEIR BODY SHAKES WITH SOBS SO THEY CANNOT EXPLAIN THERE ARE SOLIDARITY NINE SIX THREE FOUR SEVEN WHO ARE BRIGHT YOUTH WITHOUT FEAR IN THE DAY BUT THEY SCREAM IN THEIR SLEEP AND THEY SCREAM HELP US HELP US HELP US INTO THE NIGHT IN A VOICE WHICH CHILLS OUR BONES BUT THE DOCTORS CANNOT CURE SOLIDARITY NINE SIX THREE FOURVEN AND AS WE ALL UNDRESS AT NIGHT IN THE DIM LIGHT OF CANDLES OUR BROTHERS ARE SILENT FOR THEY DARE NOT SPEAK THE THOUGHTS OF THEIR MINDS FOR ALL MUST AGREE WITH ALL AND THEY CANNOT KNOW IF THEIR THOUGHTS ARE THE THOUGHTS OF ALL SO THEY FEAR TO SPEAK AND THEY ARE GLAD WHEN THE CANDLES ARE BLOWN FOR THE NIGHT AND WE EQUALITY SEVEN TO FIVE TO ONE LOOK THROUGH THE WINDOW UPON THE SKY AND THERE IS PEACE IN THE SKY AND CLEANLINESS AND DIGNITY AND BEYOND THE CITY THERE LIES THE PLAIN AND BEYOND THE PLAIN BLACK UPON THE BLACK SKY THERE LIES THE UNCHARTED FOREST
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