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Am I on an island launching bottles out to sea beached at the waterline will someone rescue me I'm drowning not waving as the boats go by abandoned at high tide does anyone hear my cry here am I sad to say writing messages in the sand marooned a lonely castaway will somebody lend a hand if I'm on an island will my ship come in or has it run aground did it go down with only thoughts of you to keep me alive when will my ship ever arrive here on an island sending signals from the shore stranded high and dry will no one hear my call found my freedom a big mistake I made there's not another living soul around loneliness the price I paid and my tears are the only sound if only my time I could rewind but am I really on a deserted island or is it only in my mind
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