Night duty. Dark and quiet.
It's just time and yourself for hours and on.
As I gaze blankly into the window upon the door,
I noticed my pallid reflection.
It's odd how you can always see the reflection,
but never clearly, never the face.
It is perhaps like looking into the future.
You know it's yourself, but never clearly,
shadowed by the dark.
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