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In a quiet little village, there is an old church. Every evening, an old lady named Anna in the village would walk into the church, light a candle, and pray quietly. Her prayer was simple - she hoped her family would be healthy and the village would be safe. One day, a storm hit and a big tree fell next to the church. The villagers were worried that the church would be damaged, but miraculously, it was unscathed. Anna smiled and said, "It was my prayer that protected it." Since then, the villagers have cherished this old church even more and often come here to find inner peace.

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