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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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Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos 
Image and poem are perfect together! Love them both.
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Thanks so much, L.K.! ❤
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I like this presentation. That image is so beautiful.
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Thank you, Rob! I wrote the poem four years ago, but thought the image fit it perfectly. That doesn’t happen too often. 🙂
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It’s always exciting to find something that makes a work feel complete.
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I agree. It doesn’t happen often but when it does.. 😀
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outstanding post ….thanks for share
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Thank you very much 🙂
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