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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.
* B3 T' k* M* h( h+ YForgive my many faults and the many pains I have caused you. How thoughtless, how foolish I have sometimes been.
* m; ^. ~8 d6 CBut, oh Sarah! `/ ~ ~% e' C4 V. v
If 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.
* D! d) B: T h& T% c" PAnd 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.
; ]# \7 u% y; ]5 m- W% W" USarah, do not mourn me dead: Think I am gone and wait for me, for we shall meet again. |
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