My island that I live on,
I fight to survive,
Surviving zombies and skeletons,
Spiders and Creepers,
Wolves and birds of such,
I must survive the wilderness.
For this is my world,
Filled with so many creatures,
And many climates,
With an ocean,
A volcano,
Rainforests and deserts,
Mountains and skylines,
Forests and jungles,
The Tundra and the taiga,
I fight to survive here.
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