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HINKS

Doris

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 circled flight, I am the soft star that shines at night.

Do not stand at my Grave and cry, I am not there, I did not die.

All our love, Daughters Betty, Margaret, Carol, Janet and Diane and Sons John and Tonyand all their Families.

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