The day we are born is the day we also begin to live in a dying body. So you are dying of cancer but the with the power of prayer, it has cured your terminal ailment; but you are still dying you poor sap. Face it! There is no escape. There is nobody enjoying perfect health as death is the final destiny of each and every one of us. . . Poch Suzara Twitter# Facebook# Google#
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