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Mar 2012
Got away from it all, living on the island
Vagrants raft away from me
No technology, I may be a savage but this be my land
society of one, me and endless sea
your petty worries are just grains in the sand

There's no time of day, living on the island
Only day and night, when there's a will there's a way
No cruelty, no tickets, no beatings, no contraband
Living on the island, you're alone, not lonely, you're only a stray

Here my starvation isn't at the hands of others
the beasts still exists, but they're my friends
my Walden Lake, no kin, no brothers
but I was alone in the beginning, I'll be alone in the end

I can build what I need, do whatever what I want
I'll smell, but you can't spit on me, I'm the king of myself
Nathan Andrew Yuhas
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