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Joi Tait

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I let sail my dreams in the Ocean and they washed back ashore. I crammed my hopes in a glass bottle and thought I’d see them no more.
I received a message in a bottle, I thought had come from the deep, It was only my hopes; the Ocean had demanded I keep.

“Do not burden me with your woes,” said The Ocean “I have my own to bear.”

So I walked barefoot into that deep blue Sea and left my burdens there.