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Come, be merry my friends.The table is laden and the mead flows freely. Laugh at raunchy jokes, recalling our good times together.
Tonight is the last supper amongst friends, my parting gift to you. You won't notice until too late that I am already gone.
It pains me to leave you. This time, I have to travel alone though I have no doubt we'll meet again.
Don't feel sad when the last shovel of wet earth is thrown upon my coffin.
To know you live happily will comfort me when I am left alone and scared in that dark place.

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    Jim M about 8 years ago

    Another sad and beautifully realised story, thanks Frenchie

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    Frenchie about 8 years ago

    Thank you both :-)

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