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God himself is the sin creator as the bible and coran say. what's

God himself is the sin creator as the bible and coran say. what's the hell then?

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coolgroup666

posted November 23, 2020 at 3:14am UTC tagged with story, truth, religion, reality, quote

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Hey, D. Ahmed Protais traveled 16 countries in 8 years. Gotta know certain cultures and beliefs. Never found a truth if bible or coran are real. Never found Satan's book recommending people to sin, but bible says God does everything. so, the religion is big liar.
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