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The Prince of Tsin
murdered his mother,
brother, uncle:
For a thousand miles
you can see the same make cars,
the same language.
South of the Yang-tse River
there can be no other king.
I shall command a million men
on West Lake. My horse shall
prance on Zenith Peak.



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