When Angels Visit Us, We Do Not Hear The Rustle Of Wings, Nor Feel The Feathery Touch Of The Breast Of A Dove; But We Know Their Presence By The Love They Create In Our Hearts.

-Mary Baker Eddy

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When Angels Visit Us, We Do Not

Mary Baker Eddy

When Angels Visit Us, We Do Not Hear The Rustle Of Wings, Nor Feel The Feathery Touch Of The Breast Of A Dove; But We Know Their Presence By The Love They Create In Our Hearts.

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