The bottle floats,
Washed up on shore,
The message within,
With hope it was put,
To the right destination,
The right reader to read,
A message to you my dear,
It reads as the ink,
Does run on the paper,
The blood, sweat, and tears,
It took to write such a message.
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Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.
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Karen
Christine