一封即将上战场的战士的情书（转帖）

connie

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.
Forgive my many faults and the many pains I have caused you. How thoughtless, how foolish I have sometimes been.
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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.
# s" ]2 I9 r/ V7 z$ D  H$ k5 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.
  Y3 \) E5 `0 Z: a' qSarah, do not mourn me dead: Think I am gone and wait for me, for we shall meet again.

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Originally posted by connie at 2004-12-24 00:34:
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.
4 m! a# N0 L: lForgive my many faults and the many pain ...

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