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Do not stand beside my corpse and cry,
for I am not there I did not die.
I am the summer breeze that blows.
I am the first snowflake touching you,
When it snows.
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Flawed
PoetryLET YOURSELF BE FLAWED. (Poetry, thoughts & quotes) 8th Feb 2019 - ongoing
