I am not a man and I am not a woman.
I am not black and I am not white.
I am not straight and I am not gay.
I am not rich and I am not poor.
My blood is that of my mother and father,
Not of a country or continent.
I am a citizen of the world.
I can fall in love.
I can feel pain.
I am alive,
And that is all I need to be.
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