Being on the island
Alone
Is better
Than following
A crowd
Where
I may lose
The most precious commodity
Am I willing
To let it slip
To be loved
For all the
Wrong reasons
Lonely
I used to loathe
The feeling
But now
What I
Couldn’t understand
Has become
The Northern Star
Love yourself and one another
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