Fiction - compassionate: nothing at all-death
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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death is nothing at all. It doesn't count. I've only slipped away into the next room. Nothing has happened. Everything remains exactly as it Waas. I am I and you Are you on the old life that we live so finally together is untouched Unchanged Whatever we were to each other that we are still calling by the old familiar name Speak of me and the easy way which always used put no difference in your tone where no forced air of solemnity or sorrow Life is We always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together. Play, smile Think of me Pray for me that my name be ever the household word that it always was that it be spoken without an effort without the ghost of a shadow upon it. Life means all that it ever meant. It's the same as it ever Waas. There is absolute an unbroken continuity. What is this death but a negligible accident. Why should I be out of mind? Because I'm out of sight. I'm but waiting for you. Foreign interval somewhere very near, just around the corner. All is well