Olweth'uthando Anita Oza Caji

Olweth'uthando Anita Oza Caji

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Poem text 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 glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain