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Anonymous 25th January 2021

Do not stand at my side and weep I am not here, 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 rain. I am the birds in circled flight. I am the stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my side and cry. I am not here I did not die.