I stand where wild blue waters shout, A glowing eye that scans about. Through storm and fog, I guard the coast, A silent guide for every host. By day, I’m stone and shadowed height, By night, I blaze with warning light. I never move, yet lead the way, Saving lost souls night and day.

Beneath the city, a silent domain, Where bones reside, in chambers of pain. A labyrinth deep, a subterranean tomb, What am I, sealed in history's gloom?

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I can be a type of shot in pool or the edge of a river where you can stay cool. I’m a better place than a mattress to store your money or what a movie might make if it is epically funny.

I can use a fresh coat of paint, It won't really be seen anyway. I need it not to just look good, But to keep the barnacles at bay. I'm part of a boat or a ship or a yacht, I can be a single or a double. If I hit an iceberg or a shallow reef, You're in some serious trouble!