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  • Poem: I Am Not There

    From the page: "I Am Not There by Mary Elizabeth Frye (1932) 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 glint on snow. I am the sun on ripened grain. I am the gentle Autumn rain. When you awake in... more

    Reviewed by johnnyny Jul 13 2008, 07:24pm ( 38 reviews ) holyjoe.us

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