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“She believed in Him; she always had. To think He didn’t exist . . . she’d be a shell empty of its nut. God was limb to her body, one she was sure she couldn’t function without.” quote by Charlie N. Holmberg — Download Open image

““She believed in Him; she always had. To think He didn’t exist . . . she’d be a shell empty of its nut. God was limb to her body, one she was sure she couldn’t function without.””

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