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Tā lielā dzīves grāmata - 23. Oktobris 2011
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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 glint on snow. I am the sun on ripened grain I am the soothing, gentle rain. When you awake in morning hush, I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry I am not there: I did not die. Mary Elizabeth Frye, 1932 | ||||
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