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It's hard. I know. It's a struggle, with no end. It's getting messier, day by day. But never forget Our nationalities. Our identities. Who we are. Who are we. Because this is Our place. Our land. Our home. And we defend it.
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Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 4:03 AM UTC
H.O.M.E
It's hard. I know. It's a struggle, with no end. It's getting messier, day by day. But never forget Our nationalities. Our identities. Who we are. Who are we. Because this is Our place. Our land. Our home. And we defend it.
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Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 4:03 AM UTC
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