Over two weeks of whatever this bug is.
Positive spirit has expired. Chronic depression taken over.
Mental and physical abilities can not elaborate further.
If this truly is the end: know that I love you.
You're so sweet. Please don't die. Or come back if you don't not in a Pet Sematary way.
Spirit comes and goes. I love you, Mom.
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