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Nov 2021
(Continued from 2/9)

Gary's grandmother,
while walking along the half-paved way
towards the school and
coming back,
used to tell him
many ancient fables about the
prehistoric lighthouse.

She told him that
this light house is standing there
over more than many decades, and
not only it guided those lost sailors
during the old days,
but also
saved them in many occasions
by giving them shelter
during natural disasters, like
severe storms, hurricane and tidal waves.

To Gary,
the lighthouse became a symbol
of strength and coverage,
and at later stage
it also saved his life
at the right time,
at the right moment.

Continued….
Pure fiction. Any similarity should be treated as mere coincidence.
Hakikur Rahman
Written by
Hakikur Rahman  62/M/Portugal
(62/M/Portugal)   
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