Lighthouse - Poem by Alexius Wohler
A lighthouse shining bright
cutting through the scarlet haze;
carressing me just right
to pull me out of this maze.
These eyes of mine have never had such a clear sight
Now all that is left to do is laze about
in this warming light.
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