Padre PIO.

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Odd thing about padre Pio, nobody believed in him. They all thought him a fraud and he was chastised and belittled by his superiors. Eyes rolled. The scent of roses, it was perfume from some other. The stigmata, mutilation. Rolling eyes, what can we do; an embarrassment for sure . That is until the bombers flew above the monastery , world war two. He stood atop it screaming and arms waving, go away go away. On the roof with bombers, chasing team away. Then they knew; that his preaching was truth. His life in danger , defending the faith. Saint.

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