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 These questions linger, unanswered. But the words remain—unshaken by time—carrying a secret meant for those who are willing to listen.
And so, here it is.
The Word, to me, are both lens and bridge—a means to see the world more clearly and to draw closer to the hidden soul.
In the quiet small town of Ampang, I once learned that truth rarely shouts. It whispers. And so I learned to listen—not only with my ears, but with the stillness of my presence. That skill served me well, especially in the story I’m about to tell. 
Take a good, deep breath. 
I’m about to share what I found—and reveal each piece of evidence.