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Drift Bottle
I’ve been holding onto
your fading beams,
like the setting sun,
for too long.
Perhaps it’s time for me
to let you go
in a drift bottle.
With the waves setting you free,
and your memory,
forever treasured with me.
your fading beams,
like the setting sun,
for too long.
Perhaps it’s time for me
to let you go
in a drift bottle.
With the waves setting you free,
and your memory,
forever treasured with me.
Published 9th Feb 2025
Author's Note
farewell.
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