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MEMORY |
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Memory is a gift of god, No one can take away. The warmth and glow on memories I know will ever stay. |
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And memory will let me keep Those many friendly hours, the splendor of a sunset, The Autumn leaves and flowers. |
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Though memory's window I can see Those days of yesteryear, And I'll not rue, but only smile, God's given me today. |
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A golden bridge of memory That I can cross with ease, And a storeroom full of treasures, And He's given me the keys. |
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