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"Island's Pride"


My pride is something that will remain in my control for as long as I breathe

Bearing through these holds and often old shall I bleed

ol'Great is that craft, so mighty oh so fair

I see far far away from shore, down the wave I stare

 

Echos of wind and sound of such temper but glee

I know what I own and I know what I need

Punished by nature as she see me live

My commitment is what firm so the rain she steered

 

A bolt through that tar and aggressively cloud

My heart is all weight and I shall show smile

Glory O'Glory to me shall be

This pride, my faith, is all that I need

 

Nomore nomore nomore to be punished

I now see the horizon

My pride my pride the key to survive

I now have conquered this island

 
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