We, the black people, the most displaced, the poorest, the most maligned and scourged, we had the glorious task of reclaiming the soul and saving the honor of the country. We, the most hated, must take hate into our hands and by the miracle of love, turn loathing into love. We, the most feared and apprehensive must take fear and by love, change it into hope. We, who die daily in large and small ways, must take the demon death and turn it into life.- Martin Luther King Jr. . Maya Angelou
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Martin Luther King Jr is an American civil rights activist and Nobel Peace Prize laureate. He was a leader in the African-American Civil Rights Movement and is best remembered for his role in the nonviolent protests against segregation and racial discrimination.

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