Memory
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We once loved, and then that love left; and yet, the memory of that love is left. You were once all to me but now there is nothing beside what’s been left, a memory that’s bereft, I could wish be gone; but that is not allowed, it is not mine to choose - a memory I cannot lose © D G Moody 2022, 2023
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