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Ah, as I would've lost advantage of lone voice upon ear,
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if I had waited to break word with you.
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Speak plainly.
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I grow tired of mystery.
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Ah, then let us part veil.
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You hold revered name of the Julian clan.
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Sired from the bloodline of Venus.
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Divine mother of Aeneas, forbearer of Romulus,
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exalted founder of Rome --
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I require no lesson in my fucking heritage.
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Then perhaps one in mine.
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I am descendant from no god.