The voice

I will be gone
But my voice will remain
Laying a bed of beautiful memories
That will call to mind our days
That holds tears to joy
The beloved memories
That never fade.

Hear my voice
Even if I am gone
Ponder over these lines
And flash through the unforgettable.
The voice will be heard
If these lines be read
Call them to memories
And the voice will be heard.

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