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"I fell in love with my country when I was a prisoner in someone
else’s. I loved it not just for the many comforts of life here. I loved
it for its decency; for its faith in the wisdom, justice and goodness
of its people. I loved it because it was not just a place, but an idea,
a cause worth fighting for. I was never the same again. I wasn’t my
own man anymore. I was my country’s." Compiled by Thomas George
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