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Did I ever think having a heart transplant as a boy would kill my self esteem? I didn't at the time, but now that I do see it...what else could be done? That was years ago, so why was I still thinking about it? He didn't seem to care, I was just a person to him - and that made me forget for a short moment how messy life was, they both did. And I couldn't ask for anymore than time with 'the boys'
Umbrella Boy
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