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Apr 03, 2008 11:51

"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 sun on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning hush, I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circling flight. I am the soft star light each night. I am in the flowers that bloom. I am in a quiet room. I am in the birds that sing. I am in each lovely thing. Do not stand at my grave and cry. I am not there; I did not die."

Rest In Peace Grandpa
11/1/19-3/26/08
Miss you already <333

ps i forgot livejournal existed lmao, i should totally start using this again =]
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