Malachism

In his sick feverish delirium last night he was sleeping so deep from the previous nights deprevation and talking ALOT and loudly in his sleep. All the talking make him startcoughing and he woke himself up, as I was milling around in the dark looking for thermometers and tylonel I heard him say to J:

“will you make up a song about how much you love me?”

aweeee…. and so he got one! sweet guy!

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