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The last boundary
between land and sea –
The Lighthouse – Nieuwpoort.
Where the rhythm of North waves
is a soundtrack
to stargazing,
where the night sky remains
the last unspoilt vestige
of this uncertain world,
where you fall asleep
on one pink ray
of frozen moon shadow.
From Galileo to the present day,
it hasn’t changed,
a silent witness of the stories
of La Mer du Nord, of stars,
of bottles
swallowed by the waves,
“Ciao,
the night sky of Nieuwpoort!”.
