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| Today when I came back home from the big house I found,
to my great horror, broken glass all over the floor. The windows had
been shattered, and Matt was not in the house. I desperately looked for
him everywhere, but he had vanished. I feared the worst. Helplessly, I
burst into tears, praying for my boy to be safe. I knelt down in front of the Virgen of Guadalupe and asked her to look after him. |
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Where are you mi vida? |
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Praying to the virgin |
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Broken window |
Celia -- I hope you found Matt. Did you?
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