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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 sun on ripened grain,
i am the gentle autumn rain.

when you awaken in the morning’s hush
i am the swift [bad word] 
of quiet birds in circling flight.
i am the soft starlight at night.

do not stand at my grave and cry,
i am not there; i didn't die.

written by Mary Elizabeth Frye in 1932.

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