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Native
American poem When I'm gone, let me go, let
me go.
I have so much to do and see.
Don't cry when you think of me,
Be grateful for the good years,
I have given you my friendship.
You can only guess at
the happiness you brought me.
I thank you for the love you have shown me,
Now it is time to travel alone.
For a short while you may feel sorry for yourself.
Trust will bring you comfort and consolation.
We'll be separated for a while.
Let the memories ease your pain.
I am not far away and life goes on ¿ If you need anything, call me and I will come.
Even if you can't see or touch me, I'll be there.
And if you listen to your heart, you will clearly experience
the sweetness of the love I will bring.
And when it's time for you to leave,
I'll be there to welcome you.
Absent from my body, present with God.
Do not go to my grave to cry,
I am not there, I am not asleep,
I am the thousand winds that blow,
I am the glitter of snow crystals,
I am the light that crosses the wheat fields,
I am the gentle autumn rain,
I am the awakening of the birds in the calm of the morning,
I am the star that shines in the night.
Don't go to my grave to cry,
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