A foggy day
Near the pier
a lonely lighthouse,
a light,
shines through
In the darkness,
the light shines,
in the lighthouse,
who's inside,
what goes on,
does anyone live there
Near the waterfront,
The light is off,
in the day,
and in the night,
a light shine
Boats are attracted,
to the light,
when it is dark,
to reach the land,
they often seek,
but mysteries,
haunt the light house
The waves crash,
near the rocks,
as the lighthouse
stands on rocks,
and grass,
and waits,
to turn on the light
Many lighthouses,
look haunted,
but the mystery,
of what lies beneath,
is just in our mind,
as stories,
make us believe,
every lighthouse,
holds a mystery,
we cannot solve
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