By RACHELL PAK
Staff Writer
The lamppost lights the way for the runaways,
The lighthouse makes a path for the lost,
Candles burn so you could stay up late,
And traffic lights try to make you stop.
Different lights for different times,
The same source but not the same kinds.
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Lights: a poem
February 23, 2017
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