Bottled Up

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Receiving this message is far fetched,
Still I hurl the bottle into the ocean,
watching in the distance as it turns and churns.
Days passed, weeks, and seasons too.
No return. No reply.
Wondering what to do.
Thoughts and ideas came and went,
like a mockery of time.
Then suddenly, a bottle.
Drifting; shoreline.
-DeVario Bell

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