Message In a Bottle - Write- Andrea
Wrecked on an island - alone - I eat
pineapples and coconut meat.
Though salvaged were paper and
ink, this is still my plight:
Who’s ever going
to read the poems
and stories
that I
write?
Inspired by Linda Marie's Contest
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