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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Warlord of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: the great family of friendly nations that now stretched
from the south pole almost to their very doors.
Twenty-two years before I had been cast, naked and a stranger,
into this strange and savage world. The hand of every race and
nation was raised in continual strife and warring against the men
of every other land and color. Today, by the might of my sword and
the loyalty of the friends my sword had made for me, black man and
white, red man and green rubbed shoulders in peace and good-fellowship.
All the nations of Barsoom were not yet as one, but a great stride
forward toward that goal had been taken, and now if I could but
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