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When I read this it reminded me of my nephew Brian. He was diagnosed with brain cancer around his 1st birthday. He went into convulsions coming home from his birthday party. He fought as hard as he could, and met the Lord a week after his second birthday. All the way up to the day he died, he would always say, "I happy". I'll tell ya, carrying a 3' coffin was by far the saddest thing I've ever done. He would be in his late twenties now.
Cancer knows no bounds. Live life while you have it.
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