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I was praying the rosary, with fellow catholics, outside an abortion clinic, when an elderly man stopped his car and gave each us a framed portrait of a young girl.

He told us, he was driving his daughter into that same clinic to abort her baby a few years earlier. He said they both saw us outside and had a change of heart. The young girl in the portrait was his granddaughter who was not murdered that day.

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I am reduced to silence. As I will be on that day.