I am not alone.

Here I am,

alone.

On a deserted

island.

Am I condenmed

forever?

No! I have

God.

I can see

abundance.

He gave me

talents.

Sure, I will

survive.

I am not 

Alone.

All I need:

GOD.

This poem is about: 
Me
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