Someday my memories will slip away
All the things I could recollect when I see her face
Will no longer reside in me
Someday I will wither and decay
All the things I once loved will do the same
Will I ever be the same?
You have heard that it was said, ‘YOU SHALL LOVE YOUR NEIGHBOR and hate your enemy.’ But I say to you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, so that you may be sons of your Father who is in heaven; for He causes His sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous
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