A response is Needed
But the warning can go Unheeded
.

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The simple becomes Hard
As I yell beyond the Yard
.
Drifting Apart
Missing the Mark
.
Each trying to float on their Own
An individual Alone
.
Trying not to let it Happen
On the side of my raft, I start Rapping
.
Making the noise one cannot Ignore
Together we gather at the Shore
.

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Whether the island is well known or Strange
Our lives Rearrange
.
Sitting back and watching the Waves
My spirit has found what he Craves
.

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