Now Listening: Angra - Heroes of the Sand
2005 is a fucked up year afterall. Well not yet for me, but for the other people who have suffered great losses. :(
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 glint on the snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.
- Anonymous
zK taped a piece at 2/04/2005 05:20:00 PM
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