Do not stand at my grave and weep;I am not there. I do not sleep.I am a thousand winds that…
Sundays too my father got up earlyand put his clothes on in the blueblack cold,then with cracked hands that achedfrom…
Sundays too my father got up earlyand put his clothes on in the blueblack cold,then with cracked hands that achedfrom…
Do not stand at my grave and weep;I am not there. I do not sleep.I am a thousand winds that…
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Sundays too my father got up earlyand put his clothes on in the blueblack cold,then…
Do not stand at my grave and weep;I am not there. I do not sleep.I…
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