A Riddle
And I upon a mountain
Saw below
A thick fog
Covering the minds of men
To a commom man
Denied food and shelter
For his lack despised
By a man of power
who hung a mirror
Smashed it to pieces
Glued together again
By the common man
And I wondered about this?
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