Prelude

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I was born premature with bones thin as glass, with a heart to weak to be strained even the slightest, and with lungs so small they could burst in minutes. I'm a boy who has had to fight for every second of breath that goes through  me. People said that I would not be anything special because of all my disabilities. Everytime I heard this it drove me even more to show them I am the fighter I dream of being.

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