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Malachi 2:10


Your skin is white, mine is brown, but should that be sufficient to illicit a frown? Our eyes, our skin, our hair, our names, yes indeed, they're not the same But why should we, all creatures of creation, allow such "differences" to split up whole nations? And why should we bicker, toil, and fight, as if to prove that we have greater might? Are we not all brothers, yes, children of one Father, who fashioned us to love both Him and each other? So let us now throw off the throes of insanity, and embrace what we are, summed in this word: Humanity.
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