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Grieve not. Written by Mary Frye. Do not stand at my grave and weep ; I am not there , I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow , I am the softly falling snow. I am the gentle showers of rain , I am the fields of ripening grain.
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Grieve not Written by Mary Frye
Do not stand at my grave and weep;I am not there, I do not sleep
Ofbeautifulbirds in circlingflight,I am the star shineofthenight
Do not stand at my grave and cry,I am not there, I did not die
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