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Chinese lay down the tracks
Watch as your work burns
Razed, in the name of beauty
You cannot have the dignity of the indignant
You must be polite
For in your moment of despair,
You speak for all of your kind
For society is polite
And we only have room for neutered chinamen
Assimilate and conform
There’s another confusion
There are oddities in abundance
While commiserating in time
Go away, displace to the interior
I can hardly afford another week
There’s another intrusion
Bite your tongue and prepare for me
Their stares will burn cold
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