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October 27, 1965

Halet, my beloved,
now we must part.
My soul is sad,
and of weary heart.
For I will go,
'cross the distant sea,
each of us to
Our own country.

like the summer sun,
Our Love did glow,
and Our Hearts were one;
but now I must go.
No more will I kiss
Your Lips so sweet,
no more to caress
Your bosom so soft.
no more Halet,
all this is lost.

but I'll never lose
My thoughts of You,
of Your Beauty, Your Warmth,
Your Love so true.
good bye, Sevgili
I leave in two days
My Love will be
with You always.

                    Bob