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About one of my earliest fan fiction stories, These Things Do Not Remember You, Sandy asked me where the beautiful title had come from. It comes from this Conrad Aiken poem.

Music I heard with you was more than music,
And bread I broke with you was more than bread;
Now that I am without you, all is desolate;
All that was once so beautiful is dead.

Your hands once touched this table and this silver,
And I have seen your fingers hold this glass.
These things do not remember you, beloved,
And yet your touch upon them will not pass.

For it was in my heart that you moved among them,
And blessed them with your hands and with your eyes;
And in my heart they will remember always,
—They knew you once, O beautiful and wise.


Your touch will never pass from any thing, any one, beloved Sandy.

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ann1962
Jul. 19th, 2011 09:34 pm (UTC)
I'm really very sorry.
batwrangler
Jul. 19th, 2011 09:59 pm (UTC)
*hugs*
varina8
Jul. 20th, 2011 12:22 am (UTC)
I'm so sorry for your loss.
deejay
Jul. 20th, 2011 12:28 am (UTC)
*hugs go here*
kirbyfest
Jul. 20th, 2011 01:01 am (UTC)
I am so sorry.
falzalot
Jul. 20th, 2011 02:37 am (UTC)
{{{{hugs}}}}
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slavelabour
Jul. 20th, 2011 02:44 am (UTC)
{hugs}
gehayi
Jul. 20th, 2011 04:34 am (UTC)
I'm sorry for your loss.
viverra_libro
Jul. 20th, 2011 04:48 am (UTC)
Oh, sweetheart, I am so sorry. Life is so not fair. *hugs*
kerithwyn
Jul. 20th, 2011 05:09 pm (UTC)
So very sorry. Thinking of you.
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