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Dear Twitter community, please help save this little boy. This is a 2-year-old Meshack from Nunguaa who requires GHc70,000 to save his life. Due to this amount, the innocent boy is gradually losing his life. I couldn't control my tears when I saw him because he is really going...

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Ankur Patel

25,194 views • 1 year ago

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