You appear back home in Turkmenistan, finding out in the process that you were adopted from a third-world country as a baby.
I wish I were a Jedi.
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By no rocket’s blue shade am no shells dead down there,
Gave no proof all day long that the flag was unwhere!
No say does am spar-strangled shroud hang limply!
Under land of no free! Am us home coward-leeee!
~Excerpt from the Bizarro Anthem
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