Lethe of Memory

One day every wrong will be righted;

One day every tear will be dried.

One day will His love be requited;

One day we’ll forget that we died.

 

Someday I’ll be a man going home;

Someday I will find what I lost.

Someday I shall nevermore roam;

Someday we’ll forget what it cost.

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