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My Bottle of Water


Being stranded on this deserted island

Feeling lonely and scared

Not knowing if I’m going to survive

This treacherous land

As the wind is going through my hair

And the nice breeze is making

Things a bit calmer for me

All I need's my bottle of water with me

Although it sounds legit,

You can’t live without water, and

With my bottle, I would be able

To fill it up anytime while still on

This island.

When drinking a lot of water

I feel hydrated and ready

For action.

I don’t need my fears and

anxiety to hold me back,

I don’t need any dangerous

wild animals trying to

Scare me out of my skin, all I need's my

bottle of water for the gaining of energy

And hydration.

 
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