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He waited for his mom to come in and say, “Meet your sisters.”

But her voice now only lives in his memories.

These are his baby sisters — born just yesterday.

And his mom… she won’t wake up again.

She gave everything so they could have life.

He holds the capsule like he’s trying to shield them from all the pain in the world.

He’s not crying out of fear.

He’s crying because the house suddenly feels too quiet.

He waited for his mom to come in and say, “Meet your sisters.”

But her voice now only lives in his memories.

He waited for his mom to come in and say, “Meet your sisters.”

But her voice now only lives in his memories.

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So kindness keeps living on. So no child ever feels forgotten.

If this story touches your heart, please share it.

So kindness keeps living on. So no child ever feels forgotten.

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