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11.01
I give you this one thought to keep - I am with you still - 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's hush, I am the swift,
uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars
that shine at night. Do not think of me as gone - I am with you
still - in each new dawn
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