"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.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die."
-Mary Elizabeth Frye
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How To Save A Life [A Robert Downey Jr. Fan-Fic]
FanfictionThere's this moment in your life when the last breath of air escapes your lungs. You try to hold on to it, not leaving the last bit of oxygen out of your body because you know it'd be your end. The moment, you still feel your heart beating but at th...