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“Your species on the planet was created with the intention to love one another. And all of you had the same chance to do that when you were conceived. But you people twisted it and love on your planet became a matter of individual choice. Some people choose to love, others do not. Love is universal, and it is the most powerful force in the Universe. By making it a matter of choice, you disrespected the intention of God.”

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