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I did not Die
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 in the snow. I am the gentle autumn's rain. When you awaken in the mornings hush; I am the swift uplifting rush of, quiet birds in 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.
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