Golden light on waters wide,
Footsteps vanish with the tide.
A lighthouse stands through years untold,
Silent, steadfast, bright, and bold.
A lone soul walks, the waves embrace,
Soft reflections, time’s own trace.
The sky ignites in dusk’s embrace.
A fleeting dream in nature’s grace.
Footsteps vanish with the tide.
A lighthouse stands through years untold,
Silent, steadfast, bright, and bold.
A lone soul walks, the waves embrace,
Soft reflections, time’s own trace.
The sky ignites in dusk’s embrace.
A fleeting dream in nature’s grace.
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