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The clocks ticked towards midnight and Hong Kong's 6.3 million people waited for their date with destiny.
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Earlier, fireworks had exploded above Victoria Harbour, heralding a great moment of ethnic pride.
I am Chinese - born and raised in a British territory. And my mother country, China, seems quite strange to me.
Despite this, the handover has a deep and special meaning - it is the first time we have been able to feel a true sense of our Chinese identity.
It was mesmerising at the Hong Kong Exhibition and Convention Centre, witnessing a happy ending to a long and fascinating story.
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The mood was in fact a mixture of celebration and anxiety - and of silent prayers for the ceremony to run smoothly.

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