When time is through and I am gone
Remember me for who I was, not what I have done.
Remember the times I made you laugh.
Remember the times I made you cry.
Remember the times we sat and talked for hours.
Remember the times we prayed together.
Remember the times we played together.
Remember the time we spent together.
Remember me when I am gone.
Remember me but let go, for now I am finally home.
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