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Rain lashed against the office window like pebbles thrown by an angry child. I'd just survived three consecutive video calls where every participant talked over each other, my coffee had gone cold, and the project deadline loomed like a guillotine. My fingers trembled as they hovered over the keyboard - that familiar, acidic dread pooling in my stomach. That's when my thumb instinctively swiped left on the homescreen chaos, landing on the crimson lotus icon I hadn't touched in weeks.

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Six months of corporate hell had turned my hands into jittery messes. Every Slack notification felt like a nail gun to the temple, and Sunday mornings found me staring blankly at church pews, the sermons just corporate jargon in holy disguise. Then on a rain-smeared Tuesday, my therapist’s offhand remark – "Ever try digital meditation?" – sent me down an App Store rabbit hole. That’s when Bible Color ambushed me. Not with neon promises, but a humble stained-glass icon whispering through the nois

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