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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.1 Y' _1 q- O8 k# P
Forgive my many faults and the many pains I have caused you. How thoughtless, how foolish I have sometimes been. D1 W2 R0 |4 u4 P
But, oh Sarah!
P$ t" y0 i! E+ f. l! ?7 KIf 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.
4 l' u, {: j" Q/ Y+ RAnd 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.
2 o& k' r/ c* o# _* d1 \+ Q0 eSarah, do not mourn me dead: Think I am gone and wait for me, for we shall meet again. |
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