|thirth eight|

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''excuse me, where are your manners?
am i a dog that you love to mistreat?
am i a monkey set inside a cage for you to stare?
am i a marker that you open up and leave dried?

excuse me, who do you think you are?
are you royalty born straight away on a throne?
are you the sunrise that never sets?
are you the ocean that occupies most of the world?
excuse me. excuse me.''

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