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The Lighthouse
On the shoreline, I was built A lighthouse. Before I could learn The pattern of the tides That would wash away My fresh coat of paint. When night falls, The horizon shifts From its warming farewell To an unsettling darkness, Hiding everything in sight. As the lighthouse, Built with a lantern Bright as a thousand suns, It became my responsibility, To guide the smaller ships Back home to safety, From what lurked within The darkness coating the seas. Then bigger ships, Exploited what light I could provide. Before long, Everyone gathered in the glow From my burning lantern, Taking advantage of the second daylight, Making sure They made it home To their loved ones, In time for a home-cooked meal. I stayed rooted to the rocks, Storm after storm, Night after night. I kept my lantern burning. Don’t get me wrong, I love what I do. If those ships never returned, Because I wasn’t there, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself. Still, I dream Of one day When the seas calm And my light is no longer needed. I could leave What's left of this harbour And finally Light my own way.
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