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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.
“Received in a Beautiful Letter”
Mary Elizabeth Frye
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The Smiths - Please Please Please Let Me get What I Want
Haven’t had a dream in a long time
“ My home was silent
My town was hidden somewhere in the dark
And a spark ignited my imagination
My town was hidden somewhere in the dark
And a spark ignited my imagination
Blue Roses (I Am Leaving) (via windsweptribbons)
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