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days & nights saturating my soul in your lovliness. (That's how you lost your ninons pet). Remember?
A year passed after that last searing goodbye. We wrote our love. The dreams of coming proudly home suffered a down to earth realisation. 12 suffereing months as a white boong & two stripes decorating my arm wouldn't open up the golden road. I felt so unimportant till I finally joined P.I.B. Then things began to look bad in the Pacific & I hoped you'd appreciate my decision to stay & fight the yellow bastards in New Guinea. And never a day dawned, never did I close my eyes in sleep till I'd prayed for your safety & love. My thoughts told me, "I ne'er could love you half so much love I not honour more." I punished myself doing it, but pet
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