"Do not stand at my grave and weep
I´m not there, I do not sleep
I´m a million winds that blow
I´m the diamond glints in the snow
I´m the sunlight in ripened grains
I´m the gentle autumn rain
when you awaken in mornings hush
I´m the swift upliftning rush
of silent birds in circeled flight
I´m the stars that shine at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I´m not there, I did not die."

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