Summary
SummaryI’m Sylvester, born into a family where a witch’s curse whispered that we’d never succeed. For years I watched relatives, even my own father and brother, pass away in poverty. We begged for a proper road to our home, but every vehicle that came through carried only coffins 🚗⚰️. In the depth of that grief, I clung to faith—believing that God’s promises would break every generational chain of death and lack 🙏✨.
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