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— A friend recently lost a child. He didn’t live long, in our conception. None of us knew him, as he spent his whole life locked in a belly and then in an Intensive Care Unit. But none of us can say we didn’t see him live. He brought life in abundance before, during and after his brief time here. Not always smile, not always cry, but life. Live.
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