Your campaign to ease your pain,
By the chopping off your nose...
Just may work.
Since those blinders you have on your eyes,
And the covering of your ears...
Has not prevented the truth to appear,
At your door.
And you still honestly believe,
The ignoring of those who speak from observation...
Will actually decrease your burdens?
I have an idea.
Why don't you clean your mirrors,
First.
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