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Homeland is an abstract concept. Homeland is not the place where you were born, but the place where you feel at home. You cannot call a country where you are not free and where you are not judged fairly, homeland. It is not your place. Your home becomes your prison.
This time we are fighting for JUSTICE...
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• I would rather be killed than kill.
• But not everyone has to use their conscience like you. They might want to put an end to these idiots and all of this.
• If I don't deserve to live among these fools, I'd rather be killed and be free. Killing corrupts the human soul, whether you leave this world as a just man or continue as a dictator.
• Well?
• Justice gives life, not death!
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Recently, the number of Arweinç citizens who came to the country as refugees has been increasing. They're not even refugees anymore. There are Arweinç lawyers, prosecutors, judges in the courthouses... Almost all doctors in hospitals and 25% of universities are Arweinç... Why did so many people want to make a racist country like Akewun their home? Or maybe someone had forced them to come here?
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