Everything we see
is colored
by what's already been seen;
every scene
overlaid with expectations
of what's to come,
what lies in store.
Each evening carries hints
of the days passed
and the nights to come;
and so we light the lamps
as day draws to a close
and stroll down memory lane,
mixing colors, sights and sounds
as dusk fades into dreams.
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