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On my lone(some) Who knows where On an island Bring one thing there   Really, I'd bring a knife If I had to stay there   Joking aside, Something in mind Close to my soul
One day, my shoulders will give inDefiance will admit defeat, and they willDrop, like theBone-weary man wrapped around himself, shivering in the cold.  
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