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Gramajanes Purpose in Life. Chat with an LDS missionary. Chat with a missionary. View my complete profile. Sites for accurate information about my faith. FAIR Foundation for Apologetic Info and Research. FARMS Foundation for Ancient Research and Mormon Studies. Mormon.org learn what LDS believe. LDS Official site for The Church of JESUS CHRIST of Latter-day Saints. LDS scriptures KJV Bible, Book of Mormon, Doctrine and Covenants, Pearl of Great Price. Debra and Joe nephew. That would not mean.CONTENT
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