Adrift

I cork the past in a bottle
tossing it into the sea
watch it as it drifts
far away from me
one last time I turn away
sauntering down the beach
this time the bottle doesn't come back
it stays adrift at sea
better for knowing all I know
then living in a dream

introspectiontimeverse

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