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Amidst chaos, the Golden Temple stands tall, a beacon of serenity and hope. Memories of centuries past reside within its hallowed walls, a testament to resilience and faith. As day turns to night, shimmering lights illuminate its beauty, casting a celestial glow that uplifts the soul. Here, amidst prayers and devotion, people find solace and peace, transcending worldly worries. The Golden Temple's radiant aura reminds us of the enduring power of unity and spirituality, a sanctuary where hearts find comfort, and minds find clarity. In its embrace, humanity finds strength and the promise of a brighter tomorrow.


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February 27, 2022 at 8:15 AM
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