My heart aches, The smile of my love gone, The beautiful song my mother sings to put me to bed, All lost with the wind of time. I see her in my dreams, Memories of her lingers, Tears and heartbreak are all that is left, But I can't turn back the hand of time. I must take heart and move on, I must make her proud, I know we will meet again, Till then I must hold on.
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