As my days are fading..., by Jill Pearlman and Vladimir Golstein As my days are fading, /
I welcome night’s calm. /
The past no longer casts a /
Shadow before me —
That long shadow that we, /
In our tongue-...
My day on Earth draws to an end..., by Rainie Oet My day on Earth draws to an end. /
I meet the evening without confusion. /
And the past no longer casts /
its shadow in front of me —
That long...