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If I were stuck on a desert island and I think of what I’d need
I think a lot of people underestimate what they’d need to succeed
In keeping themselves alive,
happy, and sane.
Am I the only one to look up at the sky and wonder
What is beyond the stars yonder
Like a sponge I soak up information
About anything that I can find
Anger.
Love.
Strength.
Weakness.
Hate.
Fear.
I write for them.
They take over.
They use my pen to escape.
Word
By
Word.
Once they start, they do not stop.
