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various kind of persons are there they are gathered by faith some are confused some are scared some are sad some are happy some are feeling blessed that thief who felt miserable after his first bank robbery that homeless man who lost his life spirit that widow who missed her dead soulmate that leader who lost his people's trust that preacher who seeks some blessings that bullied lonely kid who came by some people's suggestions that man who just got his first job and finds no one to talk with that woman who's in the middle of her roughest week that girl who tried to get through a heartbreak that boy who felt doubt about the point of his presence they are being honest, telling their problems through silence keeping themselves believing that they are being listened that optimism seems promising, they might refilled their will to live until an explosion happened.
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May 10, 2019
May 10, 2019 at 4:43 PM UTC
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various kind of persons are there they are gathered by faith some are confused some are scared some are sad some are happy some are feeling blessed that thief who felt miserable after his first bank robbery that homeless man who lost his life spirit that widow who missed her dead soulmate that leader who lost his people's trust that preacher who seeks some blessings that bullied lonely kid who came by some people's suggestions that man who just got his first job and finds no one to talk with that woman who's in the middle of her roughest week that girl who tried to get through a heartbreak that boy who felt doubt about the point of his presence they are being honest, telling their problems through silence keeping themselves believing that they are being listened that optimism seems promising, they might refilled their will to live until an explosion happened.
a rendition of some personas in a religious place before an unhappy occurrence. we don't know about everybody's inner intentions.
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May 10, 2019
May 10, 2019 at 4:43 PM UTC
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