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| and was sleeping deeply in my dorm room bed |
| after a rough day of classes. |
| and light from the hallway streamed in. |
| My best friend and roommate |
| was standing there unsteadily. |
| His girlfriend had broken up with him |
| and he had spent the evening |
| trying to drown his sorrows with 13 whiskey sours. |
| and helped him to climb up into the bunk bed |
| His face was whiter than normal |
| and he could barely walk. |
| After fending off some idiots on our floor |
| who tried to get him to go back downtown |
| I finally got him to lay down. |
| he said he was going to be sick. |
| I managed to get him to the bathroom |
| but he couldn’t throw up. |
| I walked him slowly back to bed |
| and got him into the top bunk again. |
| I was just about to drift back off to sleep |
| retching followed by 13 whiskey sours |
| I got him off the bed again, |
| and helped him back up once more. |
| I was wary of another splash down |
| I heard his gentle snoring. |
| I couldn’t really be mad at him, though. |
| he just wanted what we all wanted: |
| Over the decades that followed |
| I started to realize a few things too. |
| the best way to be loving |
| The greatest gift we can ever get |
| and the greatest gift we can ever give |
| they are one and the same. |
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