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52 Don Mattera Remember Remember to call at my grave When freedom finally Walks the land That I may rise To tread familiar paths To see broken chains Fallen prejudice Forgotten injury Pardoned pains And when my eyes have filled their sight Do not run away for fright If I crumble to dust again It will only be the bliss Of a long-awaited dream That bids me rest When freedom finally walks the land ...