No additional words from me needed…
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When cometh time, that I am dead
Lookest not for my earthly grave
To tread the mound o’er fallen head
Shed the tears thou wouldst not save
For tis not there, my spirit lie
I am the wind that passes by
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Nary a stone will marketh lot
Whenst my time has ticked its last
Nor daisies resting, where I am not
With thou sorrow and sadness cast
Soul unbound in deathly call
I am the rains that lightly fall
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Seek me not in hallowed spaces
Hold still the words that cometh late
Find me in the common places
Should final rest behold fatal fate
Ne’er the grave will e’er be mine
I am the sun that doeth bright shine
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If thoust look, I can be found
And all the love I have for thee
Will not live, if laid to ground
In death it finds its…
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A lovely perspective.
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