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Castaway

Years have passed but there
is no sign of any rescue
What day, month or year it is
the poor guy has no clue

All around him there is vast
and endless ocean, blue
And above him even the sky
is of the same damn hue

Stranded on a small island
eating only coconuts
The miserable lonely man
himself is going nuts

It is one of the most horrifying
experience to be a castaway
Stuck on an island where only
thing happening is, day follows
the night and night the day


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