Goodbye

As the time arrived,
The rituals were done;
And I bid goodbye
As they left one by one.

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There’s none left
To turn on all the lights for,
And more than half is dark at night.
The traces they left
Were all swept out,
To make it again all bright.

It hurt at first
And frightened me too;
Then as was to happen,
In the darkness I eased into.