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Alone on an island
With no one around,
Just the graceful waves,
With beauty and with sound.
No one to lessen the pains
Just remembering the loss and gains
Of the life which I led,
When I am buried deep, dead.
No birds perching,
Only the waves percussive on the shore,
Maybe trying to help me out
To a new world, offshore.
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