The light came rushing down the hall to tell me of your fate.
Many years passed in this night and the morning could not wait.
The same light in the hallway brought me comfort way back when.
Charged with sweeping out the darkness—now it sweeps it in.
The numbing news affects me, but it cannot be undone.
There's so much sorrow for the circumstance of a final setting sun.
This house of tears that are wept for you is not unlike your own,
Where in the past the hallway light had let other fates be known.
And years from now the hallway light will surely shine again,
To sweep me out to darkness and to sweep me in.
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