My dearest Alma

New York City NY

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Alma, I have tried to survive only to see you again. But my efforts only delayed the inevitable; I am infected, and there is no cure for what will follow----except to end my life before I lose the only thing that separates me from them. That cursed virus takes away all humanity from the human brain. Love, Joy, Sorrow, fear, humor.... eternally. And Alma, even the memories of the days I spent with you.... In an hour I'll have entered my eternal sleep where there is peace. Please understand. Please know that I'm sorry.