You're so skinny now. You're too tired to even talk to me anymore. You are in so much pain and too sick to even make it downstairs or to your water bowl. You've fought so hard Martin. So just rest now. Your spirit will watch over us for the rest of eternity. You will will always be in my heart, you will always be my baby boy.


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