I sit there, staring at the scattered bottles on the shore. "I could write a message in a bottle" I think. The idea excites me. Sending a message in a bottle out there in the sea, in hope that someday someone will find it and the letter would actually mean something.
I let out a sigh, realising, I have nothing to send it out there. I'm empty. I'm as empty as these bottles.
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