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the Noosa holiday. Gosh, it leaves me yearning. I'll never forget our holiday there. It's a vivid memory. Remember that crab, & how it stood all night on its hind flippers in the petrol tin? We'll go there just you & I one day again. How deeply will appreciate freedom, & the thrill of planning our own future. When armistice is signed I want to forget this part of my life. Instead I'll cultivae the things worth while. Knowing you no longer belong to the living dead, will give our lives a different complexion. Won't it be an ecstacy having our peace- honeymoon? The moon can ride above & reveal the combers & surf spray like we saw at Burleigh. We can fill our lungs with sea air & toss our worries to the skies.
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