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Do not stand at 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 sunlight 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 stars that shine at night.
So do not stand at my grave and cry.
For I am not there. I did not die...
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I R BABOON!!!!
Woof.
I am a baboon, leave me aloooooonnneee!!!!!
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