The battlefield
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We battle every single day and moment of our life but many are oblivious to it.
That feeling of doom or apprehension, is a battle that can be fought and won, but many do not know this.
We must fight and win because Christ has already secured the victory.
By three amazing authors
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@annatola16
@otunakefangirl_07
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