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Do Not Weep For Me.

Do Not Stand By My Grave And Weep I Am Not Dead,I Do Not Sleep.

I Am A thousand Winds That Blow,
I Am A Diamond Glint On Snow.

I Am The Sunset On Ripened Grain,
I Am The Gentle Autumn Rain.

When You Awake In The Autumn Hush,
I Am The Swift Uplifting Rush.

Of Quiet Birds In Circling Flight,
I Am The Soft Starshine At Night.

Do Not Stand By My Grave And Cry,
I Am Not There,I Did Not Die.

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