The Thought,

We can start over.

Every second, every minute, every hour, every day, every year.

We can start over.

We get second chances 24/7.

We can start over.

We become what we want to be.

Every second, every minute, every hour, every day, every year.

Being on this island, is making me loose my mind.

I used to be my depressed self.

I am not able to start over. 

I have lost my mind.

I can not live without my mind.

I can not start over.

I AM STUCK..

I AM LOST....

I CAN NOT START OVER.....

i am done..

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Me
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