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Tropical Island

Tropical Island, why have you forsaken me? Your climate is damp; I can't stop shivering. Need to build a shelter. Is it safe? Are there wild animals out? Will I survive? Shelter built, now time for fire. Careful to collect dry wood. No tools. How can I cope? Are my hands strong enough? The bugs are coming out now, it's getting dark. I don't know if I'll make it through the night. Shivering, shivering. The sun is rising now, back to work. Being alone isn't fun. Wish I had a friend... January 21, 2017

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