28. "Think of me/think of me waking/silent and resigned…"
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I tried so hard to forget you, Elphie.
All these years have passed and yet when I close my eyes I see your proud and striking face, your kind honey-brown eyes so tragically beautiful.
I'm an old woman now, and it's been so long since you died. So many things remind me of you that I can no longer go out among people; I rarely leave the house.
Elphaba, was these feelings what it was like for you at the end? Were you always alone with your thoughts? What did you think about?
No matter.
It's funny. When I die many will mourn my death (while they celebrated yours). Many will wear black… your favorite color.
Ironic,
isn't it?
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9/19/06 1:15 PM