The day wears down
The light is fading
The afternoon
A hazy thought
Where did it go
That bright beginning
Where did it go
That hope of change
Who were those people
Loudly chatting
What did they say
What did they mean
Did they have thoughts
About tomorrow
Did they remember
Former things
Who are we when
The day is waning
What did we do
To further dreams
The day wears down
The light is fading
The memories
A haze of thought.
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