If Stranded Alone...
A deep thing to think about:
what can't I live without?
I don't know where I'd be without hope
It got me through dark times, it was a rope
When stuck in a deep hole, I would look to find
hope dangling down, inviting me to climb.
If stranded all alone, I would need something to hold
And with the help of hope, agony would be slowed.
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