I am deeply sorry. Sending prayers.
Just know that your parrot is keeping good company in the great bird sanctuary in the sky.

Love, Inda
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Don't stand by my grave and weep,
For I am not there.
I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond's glint on snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
In the soft brush of the morning's light
I am the swift bird in flight.
Don't stand by my grave and cry,
I am not there,
I did not die.
Native American
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