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“It is the responsibility, yet the individual choice, of each of us to use the light we have to dispel the work of darkness, because if we do not, the power of falsehood rises. Through our inaction it becomes stronger, and a more potent force. It can even lead to the dimming of the light of all humanity born on this planet. That is why we struggle. That is why we fight to contribute to the confirmation of what is good, to seal our compact with love within our own lives and within our world.”

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Book:Across That Bridge: A Vision for Change and the Future of America
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John Lewis, an American politician born on February 21, 1940, and passed away in 2016. He was a civil rights activist and served as a U.S. Representative. Throughout his life, he actively participated in the American civil rights movement and made significant contributions to the cause of equality and justice. more

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