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In Memory
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace,
My Dear Mother, it's sad I'll never see your face,
Hear your voice, or hold your hand
But I know you'll...
Hides in the folds of your embrace,
My Dear Mother, it's sad I'll never see your face,
Hear your voice, or hold your hand
But I know you'll...
