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10/23/22 at 05:22AM
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Life Stories - Memories
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I love my wife,
as I may.
I love her more
every day.
She is slowly
fading away.
Near to her,
I must stay.
Sands of time,
an array,
won't obey,
the memory loss,
day to day.
I must hang on,
for I can't say,
when I'll be gone,
gone far away.
