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I too was hoping for a happier ending. What a beautifully written letter. I could only hope for someone to love me that way, and these lines tugged hard on the heartstrings......
"But, O Sarah! If the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the garish day and in the darkest night -- amidst your happiest scenes and gloomiest hours -- always, always; and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheek, it shall be my breath; or the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by."
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You've been a naughty boy....go to my room!
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