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.
But, oh Sarah!
1 `" T& k1 X: ~) m0 R, P* l! yIf 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.
And 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.
Sarah, 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.
6 p- X1 R% }6 m3 h% J' E' M2 i$ \Forgive my many faults and the many pain ...

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