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I am the last of my kind, the speaker of a dead language,
a reminder of times now far surpassed.
A curiosity in my own land.
No legacy, An exception, A novelty, No future.
Can you tell just what it is exactly that makes you so innately sacred?
What the fuck puts you beyond the pale, in a separate state to everything else alive?
Choose a noble state or assimilate.
A safari attraction or domesticate.
Snarl at them both, take the third way,
Sharpen my teeth and go out with a bang.
Spit on my hands.
Raise the black flag.
And start slitting throats.

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