WADE HIGH THE WING-TAO
In a jacket with no arms, how
do you expect me to move? In
one with tied strings, what then?
Must you first muzzle me with a
shoe to the mouth and then wait
while I spit out some teeth?
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I am tired of these inconsequential
designations - of what you make
me; the things you claim; the means
you make of your alliances. Please
let me be, and take your wasted
soldiers with you.
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