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“Come all ye who have no home, I'll be your home - come all ye who cannot speak, I'll be your voice - come all ye who cannot stand, I'll be your legs - come all ye oppressed, tormented and discriminated - hold my hand and together we'll build the world, the humane way this time.”

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Servitude is Sanctitude

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