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| I DID NOT DIE |
| Do not stand at my grave and weep. |
| II am not there, I do not sleep, |
| I am in a thousand winds that blow, |
| I am the softly fallen snow, |
| I am the gentle showers of rain |
| I am the fields of ripeing grain, |
| I am in the morning hush,am in h |
| I am in the graceful rush, |
| Of birds circling flight, |
| I I am the star shine of the night, |
| I am in the flowers that bloom, |
| II II am in a quiet room, |
| I I am the birds that sing, |
| I am in each lovely thing, |
| Do not stand at my grave and cry, |
| I am not there.....I DID NOT DIE |
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