Do not stand at my grave and cry. I am not there. I did not die.
I am the brightest diamond dewdrop glistening on the morning grass, I am the first light of the morning dawn, I am in the moonlight that lights your path, And beneath where new lovers dance. I am in each drop of rain that falls, I am in every wind that blows, I am in each breath of air you breathe, I am timeless now, Set forever free.
So do not stand at my grave and cry. I am not dead. I did not die.
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