I wish now I had written down
In one book all the names
Of the people I've met over time
So that I could read them to you
Some names actually have faces
And can speak for themselves
Not by my remembering them
But by a power of their own
Appear before me so I can ask
For their contrition their forgiveness
Now it's clear we all signed
These pages and pages of names
Where I searched and searched
And finally placed my own
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