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Inspirational Short Story #01

Pradita Kapahi / May 7, 2018

This morning, I came across this wonderful and inspiring story. It’s a 2 minutes read.

Please, please click on the link and thank me later 😉

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May 7, 2018 in Stories.

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5 thoughts on “Inspirational Short Story #01”

urban liaisons says:

May 7, 2018 at 3:44 PM

Nice story & thanks for reblogging it!

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- Pradita Kapahi says:
  
  May 7, 2018 at 4:10 PM
  
  Welcome 😊
  
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Kurian says:

May 7, 2018 at 11:53 PM

👍

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rue202 says:

May 8, 2018 at 9:25 AM

Thanks for sharing that encouragement!

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- Pradita Kapahi says:
  
  May 8, 2018 at 9:28 AM
  
  Welcome 😊
  
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