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I'm standing here, alone but not lonely, at the edge of the day's end where the light gently diminishes, leaving a soft glow on the horizon. The lighthouse, my silent confidant, bathes in the last warm hues of dusk. With each wave caressing the shore, a symphony of solitude plays, its rhythm in perfect harmony with my heartbeat. The rocks, rugged and enduring, are coated in the sea's mist, whispering tales of resilience. As the shutter clicks, it's not just a photograph I'm taking, but I'm also capturing a fleeting reflection of my own spirit. This moment is mine alone and the image is my keepsake of the quiet strength and eternal whispers of the sea. 11 replies
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