tossed to the binary sea
floating thru the net
a little piece of me
no need to put a stopper
the ink here cannot bleed
it's just a quiet word
my tiny hungry need
fingers tic a tack a click
my words float on a whim
what i post in webspace
goes for a virtual swim
wonder if you'll find me
and read my simple rhyme
just a message in a bottle
cast to the sands of time
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