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Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on 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 circled flight
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry. I am not there. I did not die.

April 28, 2003 by aschrage in Death  ID#:7878
thats really offensive to someone who has no-one left
December 19, 2012 by weird 0 Replies Mark as Offensive
deep man
October 19, 2004 by Emokid 2 Replies Mark as Offensive

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