| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - Long ago in a cave somewhere, Lay a tired man with an empty stare.Shackles of steel held him down, And on his head lay a golden crown.He sat alone, chained to stone, A king upon his rocky throne.A fire blazed with lulling light, As if to mock his unfortunate plight.He sat there quite contently though.As if he himself didn???t know, That his cave was his cage, And his whole world was a stage.A play
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