The Lighthouse Stands

The lighthouse stands in solitude,

With teaming streams of golden hues,

The cool, grainy sand coats the ground,

While the temperamental sea calls out with a crashing sound,

And as the sweet, salty breeze envelops me,

I finally rest, peacefully.

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