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I'm here.
When you showed me our daughter, I was fit to burst with
love for the pair of you. Swore I'd protect you both 'til
the end. We're lucky she's grown up grand. Just grand.
She wants me to go outside now, leave you with the doctor.
Your hand's so cold. Jane says I have to let go, now. I'll
talk with the birds for you. Tell them how much you love
their company.
There's a thrush singing in the garden. Do you remember
there was a thrush singing in the tree outside the church
when our Jane got married? My heart was in my mouth that
day. Giving my girl away. Trusting her to Mark. He takes
good care of her, though. I'll go out for a minute, now.
Just for a minute. Just listen to the song of that thrush,
My Love. I will be.
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