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It's a small bottle with a cap. It smells like cinnamon And it's made of glass. I filled it with as many languages as I know And sealed the cap with wax And I filled the little bottle with all of the things Middle school me needed to hear. I hope she finds it. I know she won't. She looked at stars but could not Reach them. She watched the scalloped water, she would not Touch it. She always saw the empty in the ocean, She never saw the future I put there. I put a message in a bottle and sent it into space. I filled it with hope for someone I've never met, The people I have always been. As I watched it wash away, I knew I needed it back. I am not done needing it. I told them all eres suficiente, you are enough, I never got to know if I was. I never got a bottle back.
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Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 8:41 PM UTC
Message in a Bottle
It's a small bottle with a cap. It smells like cinnamon And it's made of glass. I filled it with as many languages as I know And sealed the cap with wax And I filled the little bottle with all of the things Middle school me needed to hear. I hope she finds it. I know she won't. She looked at stars but could not Reach them. She watched the scalloped water, she would not Touch it. She always saw the empty in the ocean, She never saw the future I put there. I put a message in a bottle and sent it into space. I filled it with hope for someone I've never met, The people I have always been. As I watched it wash away, I knew I needed it back. I am not done needing it. I told them all eres suficiente, you are enough, I never got to know if I was. I never got a bottle back.
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fern16
17/F/California
Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 8:41 PM UTC
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