cracks

everyone

keeps thanking

the lighthouse

for its light

nobody asks

how many storms

it stood through

　

or how often

it mistook

its own shaking

for failure

　

even the sea

never saw

the cracks

facing inland

　

then

last night

they only noticed

the darkness

when

it finally

went out

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