Let it go, O Lord, let time be kind;
Let fading dreams dissolve without a trace.
If You must soften any wandering mind,
Let mine alone still keep that sacred place.
Erase the memory from every other heart,
Let them forget the stories left behind;
Let me stay hidden, quietly apart,
With silent treasures only I can find.
When evening wraps the world in gentle shade,
I unfold dreams where peaceful moments start;
There rests the home no waking hour has made,
A quiet refuge deep within my heart.
I held those memories honestly and true—
Dear Lord, let them remain... if only with Yo
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