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My dearest love,
I fear I may not survive as I hide from the cannibals, so I write in haste.
You and I, we've seen and struggled through the worst of human history.
Remember when we watched the bombs drop?
Yet here we are, alive, together, with nothing but the fading memories of our past.
It can only mean we still had a purpose; to help rebuild a new and brighter future.
One in which there is no more pain
or fear,
or death.
One in which I can stay by your side eternally.
I had dreamt of seeing the world green again.
In my dreams, there is beauty.
It's a hope as fragile as the wings of a butterfly.
Yours forever, your devoted wife.
This is my last gift to you.
I know you can nurture the seeds of hope
And one final peace
For those who would come after we too fade away.