Vaguely it's etched in the depth of my memory Like fog lifting at noon Gracefully it swept the shores of my soul Listen my heart wait to be told Down in my being a love so great with a mysterious meaning
Captured in the inner chamber since before all time A remarkable love only one of a kind Felt but not seen what can it mean Belonging to the heavenly Sending distant echoes whispers are saying it's........
Almost a Memory........
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