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" In the middle of the
night, a lone soul wanders. Stumbling and lost. The wanderer comes upon a gateway and falls to their knees, worn, tired, hungry. With their last ounce of strength, they pound on the door. It opens and figures come forth to lift the poor soul into the light. warmth and peace. A kind person walks over to the poor wanderer and says " Welcome to Haven, be at peace for here all are welcome" |
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