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.
6 c3 t9 u0 h& C! WBut, oh Sarah!
9 O2 e9 U: ^; 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.
* w! c0 i* a# j/ z$ d9 i5 \+ |# 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.
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:
8 k9 ^- Z3 ]0 W, h+ oIf 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 ^. \. k7 {, P4 b: C% i, k* i4 I1 eForgive my many faults and the many pain ...

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