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My One Thing


I stand here on this island

Feeling almost alone

Feeling as if there's nothing

But there's always something you can hold

 

“Hold on to that faith daer”

These words I repeat in my mind

For If I could only take one thing

I’d take my faith and be just fine

 

For without hope we’re useless

Without hope we’re lost

Without hope we’re nothing more than empty shells

Trying to remember things that we forgot

 

If I just remember

That I'm never really alone

That one day they will find me

Then one day I shall go home

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