As I walk through the shadow of the valley of  death,
I will remember your  face,
I will savoir your  taste,
I will dream your  dreams
And as I lay me down to  sleep,
I will be reborn every  time,
Every waking moment,
Every breath and sigh
Drinking in your  soul,
Being here, being nowhere,  everywhere
Memories  of
.

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