The Lighthouse

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There is something to be said
about the quiet strength he had.

He didn't linger with empty
promises of better days.

He just stood, steady in the night,
always lighting the way.

She was a ship in the night
wandering, stumbling

among rapid waters
desperately looking for a sign

of hope in distant dreams
and there he was.

Her lighthouse
guiding her home.

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