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by Danielle Minna Nickel (October, 2004) your time is done. For those who died this year. and the rest, whose time will come. Reflections mirrored in a pane of glass, The candle light dances, shadows of life, now the past. How many faces, do I see now outside? How many lives, lost before my eyes? One day it will be me, looking back to that light Who will see my face, alone in the night? |