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I am the message in a bottle that I, myself cast to sea. A cry for help echoing off glass walls, only to be heard by myself. I am the stranded that calls for help among the infinite sea. Help can only find my lost self when I, the cry for help trapped in a glass bottle is found. Will my ship hear my calls?
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Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 9:12 AM UTC
lost at sea
I am the message in a bottle that I, myself cast to sea. A cry for help echoing off glass walls, only to be heard by myself. I am the stranded that calls for help among the infinite sea. Help can only find my lost self when I, the cry for help trapped in a glass bottle is found. Will my ship hear my calls?
courtney-taylor
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Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 9:12 AM UTC
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