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*In loving memory of John Ritter-1948-2003*
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 in the snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle Autumn's rain,
When you awaken in the mornings hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die
RIP 4ever sweet angel.
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