Be The Green Grass

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When I am dead, my dearest, sing no sad songs for me; plant thou no roses at my head, nor shady cypress tree: Be the green grass above me with showers and dewdrops wet; and if thou wilt, remember, and if thou wilt, forget.-Christina Rossetti

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