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DO NOT STAND AT MY GRAVE N 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 SUNLIGHT ON RIPENED GRAIN I AM THE GENTLE AUTUMNS RAIN WHEN YOU AWAKEN IN THE MORNINGS HUSH; I AM THE SWIFT UPLIFTING RUSH OF QUIET BIRDS IN CIRCLED FLIGHT I AM THE SOFT STAR THAT SHINES AT NIGHT; DO NOT STAND AT MY GRAVE AND CRY I AM NOT THERE ; I DID NOT DIE REST IN PEACE MOM FEB 2000