Your childish politicians.
Your questionable policies.
Your colourful people.
Your awesome food.
Your occasional ignorance.
Your breathtaking beaches and sunsets.
Your inability to have clean public toilets.
Your selfishness.
Your giving heart.
Your misplaced pride.
Your humility.
Your harmony.
Your racial bias.
Your over-priced locally-made cars.
Your strange goals and achievements (biggest roti canai? teh tarik in space?)
Your reigning peace.
Your normalcy.
Good and bad, you make up the only home I have. And even though we all have the option of leaving, I'm not going anywhere. If that's not love, Malaysia, I don't know what it is.
Happy Merdeka.
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