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Thursday 29 March 2018

Lighthouse

The rain lashes down as I sit here watching the sea. The light flickers behind me and flashes around in an arc, casting my silhouette out into the fog.
I can just make out the ships as they head on their way to war, a war I don't agree with.
I wish them well and hope they all return safely, but I know they probably won't.
I'll just watch from up high and keep them safe along this part of the coast. It's all I can do.


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