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2020-09-12

O Nosso Senhor do Bonfim worked for me!

A miracle: O Senhor do Bonfim worked for me!

Yesterday, when Ginette tied the ribbon around my wrist, my wish was to still be alive when the ribbon came off.

Today, Iris came into my office to ask me to tie her ribbon for her. That’s when I noticed that mine was gone.

All praises to Nosso Senhor do Bonfim!


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