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Xenophile

Story by Werefox Inari Sachi on SoFurry

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Sometimes I think my brain just babbles a lot, trying to sound pretty. Maybe that's because of high school English. Thanks, America.

I have always wanted to burn Shakespeare alive, and bleach those old-English flourishes from my brain.

I am neither Nippon-born,

Nor do I share the wild scorn

For passions erected of ancient days

Portrayed upon a sun-bleached skein,

Inked in ebony, sold to the masses,

Left in dust upon my desk

While I contemplate a better life,

While Nippon gripes in its own strife--

Loses its soul to past and present,

And outsiders who view its dreams.

How can we part, viewer at Art

How can we look away and sunder

Life accused and its own err

Whence these dreams fly,

Hitherto we shut the door on ancient days?

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