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The morning sun painted the village gold. Ravi sat on his porch, feeling quite down. He had tried for many jobs, but nothing seemed to work out. His heart felt heavy like a tired stone.
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His mother walked over and rested a warm hand on his shoulder. She spoke softly, saying, Remember to keep faith in Swami Samarth. Do not give up, my dear, for better days are coming soon.
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