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I got my first note at the age of 18. From the democratic bar.a small bottle of white cane *** Smoked.my first.splif the week before. My second message washed ashore many years later. The first message came with a P.S. P.S.the room is going to spin til you heave ** And the floor is going to follow suit Three years later Peppermint schnaps. Sweet charms ... heave ** again. Third message washed up on the beach round midnight. Happy new.year champ. Pink champagne is one hell of a vamp. There have been a few more. Wreckless. Trips. I let them wash up and back with the outgoing tide Decades have passed . I stopped feeling rumy Messages in bottles. Don't give me a lift. They just bobble and drift.
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Jun 22, 2013
Jun 22, 2013 at 8:44 AM UTC
message in a bottle
I got my first note at the age of 18. From the democratic bar.a small bottle of white cane *** Smoked.my first.splif the week before. My second message washed ashore many years later. The first message came with a P.S. P.S.the room is going to spin til you heave ** And the floor is going to follow suit Three years later Peppermint schnaps. Sweet charms ... heave ** again. Third message washed up on the beach round midnight. Happy new.year champ. Pink champagne is one hell of a vamp. There have been a few more. Wreckless. Trips. I let them wash up and back with the outgoing tide Decades have passed . I stopped feeling rumy Messages in bottles. Don't give me a lift. They just bobble and drift.
Wine is fine but liquor is quicker Demon *** made me lose time Not my cup ot tea for years now.
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Jun 22, 2013
Jun 22, 2013 at 8:44 AM UTC
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