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To the Carriers of my Clan,

Be the generation that actually changes the world. So that YOUR children would have the joy of growing up on this paradise of a planet…

Take Earth as your mother; respect, protect and love her. Make Earth feel like your daughter; defend, protect and provide for her. Because the Earth – this our Earth – belongs to each one of us, as much as we each belong to her.

Aabo oro laaso fun omoluabi!

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