I was born in Madagascar in 1958.  I was ripped from this place when I was seven years old but you can take the man out of Madagascar but you can’t take Madagascar out of the man.  This island has never left me.  If, in a crowded room someone speaks the poetry of the island’s name I hear as clearly as my own.

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