I sent a bottle in the sea
to set all my secrets free.
The bottle travelled
through shores and time,
but what mattered most
is that it travelled
out of line.
It travelled out of me
and I've never asked
for a better therapy
than a wine bottle
set in the sea;
unfound
with
all its
mystery.
-therapy,
HIRAYA.
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PoetryBetween sunsets and sunrises are a bunch of poems that may mean nothing or may mean everything. Between sunsets and sunrises I am not afraid of the dark, I am fond of it. Part II of The Zeros. Made it to the wattys shortlist!
