Just in case...
... I wont survive the torture of the Schmalcaldic League the following words are to be said.
Thurs was not at my grave and weep, I am not
there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond
Glint of snow.
I am the sunlight grain to ripen, I am the gentle autumn
's rain.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I did not the.
:)
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