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Nov 2014
When you are born you are on your back till you gain strength  to walk on your own then after that you on your own till you need a shoulder  to cry on but are you looked at as a weak human  or a person  who has patches  in there life and tries to look as normal  as possible  am i really  going  to  let this disease  take over or will I just  get up and show it that I will die on my two feet and not in a hospital  bed ????
Written by
Gregory Rodriguez
504
   Earthchild
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