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No Eulogies For Me

Lay no stone at my place of rest
Create no well worn path
Plant no trees or flowers there
Where that shell of me lies at last

Remember not a tree or marker
Look not to a map or sign
Regret not the path you've chosen
For I will regret naught of mine

Think of me in happiness
Recall when I was just a boy
Imagine that I still live like that
In His house of joy