If today i die, do not mourn for me,
Wallow not in despair for I am free.
Life has been a thrilling journey, don't grieve
Know, while I'm gone, I didn't really leave.
I am the gentle whisper in the breeze,
I am the wild flowers swinging with ease,
I am with the sweet songs of robins,
I am with the gentle-flowing river.
So if you are overwhelmed by silence
And dearly wishes your old friend's presence,
Travel to the hills where we used to be
And observe nature, you will be with me.
Dec 30, 2019
Dec 30, 2019 at 11:32 AM UTC
If today i die, do not mourn for me,
Wallow not in despair for I am free.
Life has been a thrilling journey, don't grieve
Know, while I'm gone, I didn't really leave.
I am the gentle whisper in the breeze,
I am the wild flowers swinging with ease,
I am with the sweet songs of robins,
I am with the gentle-flowing river.
So if you are overwhelmed by silence
And dearly wishes your old friend's presence,
Travel to the hills where we used to be
And observe nature, you will be with me.
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