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    In the beginning, there was dust.
    And then, there were stories.
    That saints were scattered in bones across the land.
    That if you gathered every piece, you’d see God.
    You never saw God.
    Not in the sky.
    Not in the blood.
    And not in the silence after.
    But you kept riding.
    Some may call that faith.
    Others call it madness.
    And when the bell tolled, you understood.
    That maybe you weren’t searching for God.
    Maybe you were searching for her.

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    02 Aug 2025