Author Unknown 
I'm Not Here
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Don't stand by my grave and weep
For I'm not there, I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamonds glint on snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn's rain

When you awaken in morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quick birds in circle flight
I am the soft stars that shine at night
Do no stand at my grave and cry
I am not there, I did not die.

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