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I remember the touch of your hand
Your skin so soft
Gentle to the touch
I remember your gentle voice
It was never raised
Though it was loud
I remember the smell of your homemade dinners
Every day a smell that delights
The taste of my favorite meals
Still lingering the next day
I wonder how any one could ever forget
But the years pass by
And you get farther away
And I wonder
How can anyone expect the memories to stay
What if I forget your voice?
Or the things you used to say
I will remember you,
Until I see you one day
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