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Chapter 4

The Victor and the Tyrant. Then I contemplated all the acts of oppression that are committed under the sun:

I saw the tears of the oppressed,
    with no one present to comfort them.
Power was wielded by their oppressors,
    and no one was there to comfort them.
As a result, I regarded the dead as fortunate,
    because they had already died
and thus were happier than the living
    who were still alive.

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