Atop the mountain time to time
Have stood a range of different folk;
Many hike to see the sights,
But some just come to look.

They see it each through different eyes,
The slopes, the trees, the view;
Some may come to see the skies,
Although they still look blue.

You'll hear from each a different slant,
But one thing you can count on:
Of all their arguments they can't
Dispute that it's a mountain.
But one thing you can count on
 
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