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Feb 2013
Castaway,
"A shipwrecked person".
Aren't we all?
Just floating in this ocean we call life,
Drifting in the ravine we call existence.
No control,
Moving with the current,
Eventually washing up on the beach that we call death.
We are all castaways in this ocean.
Written by
Adam Oltrop  Canada
(Canada)   
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