'love' scholarship
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On an Island that no one know
The seeds of sorrow a shipwreck sowed
To nip these off at the bud
Let me tell you what I love
The books of old would do just fine
To help me pass the spacious time
My life was not always this way
I use to sit only feeling suffering and pain
I'd cry for hours myself to sleep as I feel my soul slowly slip
From my body into the dark abyss of the cold world
As the waves would crash in and the sand would shine,
I would feel his wondering face-
A face of beauty, not once could it be forgotten,
He would be the moon and sun in storms,
