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The Penny

I know I went on! and I'm living a life! But, I left a great deal of myself there and every time I go to the Bombing Memorial I confront this other being almost as if it's a ghost of me? Sometimes it makes me smile other times I feel anger! I am there and I have bonded with many others in spirit and friendship! We know, we feel, we are together! I cross over the chain and walk up to a chair and leave a penny I just want you to know I was thinking of you and I say to you
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.

This goes out to a very special friend of mine.

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