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Fri/Sat, May 3,4: Ground Zero. World Trade Center
Ground Zero montage from the viewing platform
A poem left along the fenceDo not stand at my grave and weep;
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's 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 star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there; I did not die.
Mary E.Frye 1932
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