Thursday, December 4, 2008

The Fading Tattered Figure Of My Far Away Old Friend Comments

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Dearest friend Nimal,
I too feel the cool breeze of Christmas through the broken windows in an isolated hospital here.The sickness wasn't diagnosed yet; but I am sick once again.I dreamed a Santa Claus that resembles you my dear, but in reality, I understand the distance between us.Please try to respond to this letter soon at least in few lines as my days are numbered it seems.I enclosed here a poem that I am sure you grab as a keepsake.
Thanks & best regards
sincerely,
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Alison Cassidy 14 December 2008

Your words are very moving, Nimal. You express melancholy with great warmth and fragility. What a beautiful letter and such a sad poem in response. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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Sandra Fowler 04 December 2008

What a sad, fragile poem. Old friends are not replacable. Much pathos in this one, Nimal. I am very sorry. Kind regards, Sandra

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nimal dunuhinga

nimal dunuhinga

kalubovila East, Sri Lanka
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