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It is the one thing in my life that has always remained constant Like a skyscraper in a dense suburbia its tall engraved body rises above the despondent shuffle of the rush hour below The guiding beacon still sits at the head of the towering pillar of steel The very same beacon which lit the path of my childhood I remember now my slow trips home from school As I dawdled slowly up the street from the main road I would count the lampposts as they stood bolt upright like a line of dominoes waiting to fall I would count until I came to lamppost number thirty-three the newest one on the block It had just been constructed at the time of my starting school and I was awed by its supreme dominance over the rest He was head of the force and the others were his army forever revering his eminence At lamppost number thirty-three there was a lane leading off the street it was a dark and desolate space cluttered with dumpsters and empty boxes and crates Along this narrow lane there existed an entryway set in from the lane to provide shelter in the rain In this entryway a heavy wooden door once opened to my peaceful childhood abode Today however nought but a single thing remains My lamppost immovable remains as constant as the rise of the sun or the presence of oxygen in the sweet country air Here however in the depths of the city the air is full of the pollution one gathers through the years No longer the sweet innocent life but now a mind cluttered by the thick burden of knowledge Transformed by education The street is awash with taller buildings and bright shopfronts it has moved on to a new life demolishing the old and forever upgrading to new and more exciting things My lamppost however has not been upgraded just as I
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