Weep not for me, dear brother, weep not
For I weep not even for myself
Cos I have moved on to higher grounds
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Lovely poem.....Reminds me the poem of Mary Elizabeth Frye -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.
Absolutely brilliant....a brilliant poem