Island Dreams Stuck in time, never growing. Always here, never going. Near the river, always flowing. By myself and never knowing The world outside that I don't see The one that doesn't know of me The one not covered in sand or trees The one where I may never be. Maybe it is beneath the same sky. So blue, so bright, so safe, so high. And someday I'll find it by and by But for now it's just me, myself, and I Stuck in time and as it seems, in this gentle island breeze, as I close my eyes and think and breathe, that these are just my island dreams

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