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🏆 “It won’t be wasted,” he answered. “The land is there. I’ve seen it from afar and it’s a good land, a land where no man shall go hungry. If not I, another shall lead the people into it. I shall have prepared the way.” “Oh, yes, there’s no make-believe this time,” answered the girl. “A bad thing for her if he wasn’t.”!

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