A Change Of Heart
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Written about my own life experience.
Only the beginning for honest opinions.
Being diagnosed with heart failure at the age of eighteen felt like it was the end of the world.
I believed that I was invincible, I was sure without a doubt that the doctors had diagnosed me wrong, nothing could bring me down.
Until one day it did!
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