Stranded Island
I suvived…
soft and hard
pondering thoughts
on this vacant rock
survivng off of these coconut
surounded by sea water
the sound of the water
clashing against these jagged rocks
covered in sand
as the bugs fill my hand
casting my line
to feed my rumbling stomach
thoughts of starving children runs through my mind
the thoughts in my head continue to collide
awakened by the air brushing against my face
feeling the sun razes
beauty around me fills my gaze
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