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11-11-2006, 05:33 PM
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It seems a good idea, at the time of year, to reopen this thread.
I know this isn't a WW1 poem exacty, but I think the lyrics are pretty powerful. 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 diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there. I did not die. Remember the dead; never forget the living.
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