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The Spirit of Life
by Thomas A. Hammon

Do not stand by my grave and weep
For I am not there, I do not sleep
I am the thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glint upon the snow
I am the sunlight on the ripened grain
I am the gentle Autumn rain
When you awaken in the mornings hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circle flight
I am the soft stars that shine at night
Please do not stand by my grave and cry
I am not there, I did not die...

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