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Living beyond the grave.. so beautiful

Poem text 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 on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain

Lovely...

Just because I've decided not to think of you anymore, it doesn't mean you won't pop into my mind once in a while. You may be gone and out of my life now, but I'll never stop loving you. Wishing Stars by Lang Leav

Finit

You can't make homes out of humans, I won't let you in just because you have knocked. And if you keep using my heart as your doormat, the next time you'll find that it's locked.