On the Island
I feel dreary
Lost and deserted
Only one thing keeps me going
Hope
It's always there when I need it
Telling me not to give up
The only thing I have to rely on
In this lonely place
I must keep hoping
That something good will come along
I will persevere
With hope by my side
And that will keep me alive.
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