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DO NOT STAND AT MY GRAVE AND WEEP

Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not here. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow;
I am the diamond glint on the snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain;
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there;I did not die

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