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| IMMORTALITY by Robert Hepburn 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 in circled flight. I am the soft starshine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry.. I am not there. I did not die. |