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THE CHURCH THAT KILLED MY DREAMS
He prayed until his knees knew the floor better than the road to success. They told him faith was enough.They said waiting was obedience.So he waited… while life passed him by. Years slipped away. Hunger replaced hope. Dreams grew old and tired. Inside the church, his hands were always lifted—but outside, his pockets stayed empty. One night, broken and starving, a painful truth...
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