I love my land, and by that I mean the soul of Africa. But that love in no way excludes anyone. It is love for the physical soil, and the heart of a place. But many of us have this love, or can develop it when we move to a new place. That makes us all the same. War is evil propaganda, there are no borders. Namaste
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I'd like to see a lot of people realize this!