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Today another woman died
and … A life like yours or mine
that had stumbled up
from a beginning
and had learned to walk,
and had learned to read,
and had learned to sing.
Another woman died today
not far from where you live;
Just there, next door where the tall light
falls across the pavement.
Just there, a few steps away
where you've often heard shouting,
Another woman died today.
She was the same girl
her mother used to kiss;
the same child you dreamed
beside in school.
The same baby her parents
walked in the night with
and listened and listened and listened
for her cries even while they slept.
And someone has confused his rage
with this woman's only life.
-Carol Geneya Kaplan
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