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This is our land.
A land of peace and of plenty.
A land of harmony and hope.
This is our land.
Oceania.

These are our people:
The workers, the strivers, the builders.
These are our people:
The builders of our world,
Struggling, fighting, bleeding, dying.
On the streets of our cities,
And on the far-flung battlefields,
Fighting against the mutilation of our hopes and dreams.

Who are they?

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