Man-made mountains lie behind
When will man cease to hinder man
And hurry the day we can acclaim
The world for which we strain. very fine poem. the struggles of a perfectionist. tony
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Man-made mountains lie behind When will man cease to hinder man And hurry the day we can acclaim The world for which we strain. very fine poem. the struggles of a perfectionist. tony