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The old lighthouse keeper had counted the ships for forty years, but he never wrote a single number down. He said the sea would remember them for him. Every morning he climbed the spiral stairs with a cup of cold coffee, and every evening he watched the light sweep across the water like a slow, patient heartbeat. The villagers thought he was strange, but they never questioned him. Sometimes, on foggy nights, they heard him singing songs no one recognized, melodies that sounded like they belonged to another century. When he finally disappeared, the lighthouse kept glowing for three more days, as if it refused to believe he was gone.
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