I saw you yesterday.
I saw the way they gave you your least favorite sandwiches, bologna.
Its ok that you're sick as long as you're alive.
I saw when you had to go to the hospital, the flu.
We miss you a lot.
You don't have to act all clean like you never have any sickness or weaknesses.
You are not purified water.
You're my loser.
P.S. I wish you the best with your nasty bologna and old bedpans ~J.H
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