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If I was stuck on an Island with no way out,
I would bring my bring my camera, without a doubt.
I would record myself struggling to survive,
in an attempt to conquer and thrive.
Even if I am to fail,
the camera will capture my attempt to prevail.
Maybe one day there will be a rescue mission,
but all they will find is footage for televison.
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