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Today marks my brother's 3rd year of surviving heart failure. I went downstairs to hug him. Instead of a tight hug that I usually get, he ran away from me.

"Ma, nakita ko nanaman si ate!" He screamed.

Oh, I forgot. I was the one who donated the heart.




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