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“A process of genocide is being carried out before the eyes of the world.”

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Pope John Paul II

Pope John Paul II, born on May 18, 1920, and died on April 2, 2005, was the 266th Pope of the Roman Catholic Church and one of the longest-reigning popes in history. During his papacy from 1978 to 2005, he was dedicated to promoting world peace and unity, advancing church reform, and visiting numerous countries and regions. more

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Source: The Art Spirit

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