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Best Friend


Deserted island, stranded but not alone,

My best friend is whom I now call home,

She is my heart, my rock, my security

The one where I find my sanity.

 

She is strong when I am weak,

Looking for food as we seek,

for a place where we can rest our heads,

and lay cozily in our "bed."

 

I'd need her with me more than ever,

The isolation I couldn't endeavour,

Surviving with each other's love

Together symbolized with doves

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