look father
i may be Japanese through and through
from the tip of my hair
to the tip of my toe
but i am no geisha
and i have a mind of my own
i am going
and i am not coming back home
i am looking
for the big thing
the break
the sun that must shine for me
the moon that must swoon
the sea as wide as my ambition
the world for my affection
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