Happy Island with a Four Legged Specimen.
Deserted island so lost.
Lost am I to find what's found.
Nothing found for miles long.
Except the one that keeps me up.
The one thing im blessed to have.
The one that i'm glad to have.
My four legged friend.
He barks.
He smiles.
He's happy.
No matter what the four legged creature is happy.
Happiness.
Happiness, something that you wouldn't think to have lost.
But staring deep in the eyes.
Happiness.
That's what fills my soul.
Then, i'm not as lost as I was.
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