What I really need
People think they need many things to live.
If I were to ever be stranded on an island and be able to ask for anything in the world.
The only thing I would need is a buffet.
One that never runs out of food or gets spoiled.
What would be better than being stuck with so many choices.
All the food I could want and dessert.
It would also provide me shelter.
Who knows what terror or weather is on that island.
This is all I would ever ask for if I was standed anywhere in the world.
This poem is about:
Me
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