A faint impression stayed
A memory fell away
The mood, I felt, had changed
Like the dying of a day.
A song I heard had stopped
A melody lost its sway
The breath, I felt had, dropped
Like the dying of a day.
A friend that might have been
A smile that can never stay
The chance, I felt, had past
Like the dying of a day…
Like the dying of a day.
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