Today we have messages in blogs! Whoever happens to be at the beach may pick up the bottle to see what's in there! Gizli Sair picked up the bottle which I had thrown into the ocean some time ago.
And just a few minutes ago, I was handed a letter from the New World.
Thank you, Gizi Sair.
Being remembered, when everybody had forgotten about you is the best present one can make.
Finally, I am not writing to no-one, in no-where, but my messages are received and being transformed to manifold levels of intellect and emotion.
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