Unseen Prayer |SLOW UPDATES|
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Last published Sat, Apr 11, 2020
Anna, a small blonde haired girl, is left on the streets after her caretaker passes away. As she goes from place to place trying to find food and stay out of sight, she's approached by an elderly couple with gentle smiles. Is this the prayer she was asking for?
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