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I set the bottle free
Into the ocean’s roar
Hoping that my message
Would land upon the shore
My boat went quickly under
The umbrella my only save
I thought for sure that I would sink
Down to my watery grave
But alas, I am still floating
I haven’t met my demise
Praying that someone will find me
Before the fiery sun dies
Yet, should I never be found
Sailing on this liquid land
Then I shall float upon this boat
And prove the upper hand
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Thanks for reblogging! 🙂
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Faith… beautiful poem and stunning picture!
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Thank you, Erika !!
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