Entries from August 1999 ↓

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The Vine

It was a tiny island, Had just a tree or two. That I was stranded there, I was sure nobody knew. The ship had sunk so fast, The raft a God-sent gift. And God had made the choice For which way I would drift. No water on the island, The raft would catch a little. […]