Believe in God is the beauty of being. — Lailah Gifty Akita
Believe in God is the beauty of being. — Lailah Gifty Akita
Believe in God is the beauty of being. — Lailah Gifty Akita
Believe in God is the beauty of being. — Lailah Gifty Akita
Believe in God is the beauty of being. — Lailah Gifty Akita
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Believe in God is the beauty of being.

— Lailah Gifty Akita
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