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The Lighthouse
Rising once more to that wistful scene,
To gaze across the harbour
I lingered on my luminous queen,
Captive to remote ardour
Consumed by sincere persistence,
I cast off for that beacon
But in the distance, I sensed resistance,
My hope began to weaken
Yet steadfast I held to that flame,
Despite the fade of its call
Until it was plain, the nearer I came,
Not a lighthouse, after all
And as I passed by my sweet vision,
Regretting its toppled throne
I saw through the act of abscission,
That fair light, solely my own
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