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If I do not return, my dear Sarah, never forget how much I love you, nor that when my last breath escapes me on the battlefield, it will whisper your name.
# X% @* U! x' v" dForgive my many faults and the many pains I have caused you. How thoughtless, how foolish I have sometimes been.
. C' ?+ M l5 |( P. b' OBut, oh Sarah!
8 J+ }1 U1 }6 u7 P# OIf the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they love, I shall always be with you in the brightest days and in the darkest nights. Always. Always.
9 t6 m- V% e# D3 P" e* KAnd when the soft breeze fans your cheeks, it shall be my breath; and as the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by.
/ Z6 b2 m5 n4 q. LSarah, do not mourn me dead: Think I am gone and wait for me, for we shall meet again. |
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