On the Island

I feel dreary

Lost and deserted

Only one thing keeps me going



It's always there when I need it

Telling me not to give up

The only thing I have to rely on

In this lonely place

I must keep hoping

That something good will come along


I will persevere 

With hope by my side

And that will keep me alive.






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