Hamlet is not wrong.
Our mind can know the world to be beautiful
when within the same nanosecond of thought,
our spirit floats injured, unable to grasp, to fathom, to feel
the magnificent.
Instead, it wallows in pity,
despair,
disgust
at the world, at others, at self.
Tired, they do not really feel the world,
So they want to leave.
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