Kudos again to Chelsea for the magical idea and to all of you for participating.
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To whom it may concern. my husband was walking in the woods and found 2 of these poems. One is titled doesn't matter by Brie And the other said Fly little ballon way up high. Float away into the azure skies. Find your way to some distant land, find your way to someone's heart. didn't give an author. We live in a little town called Bergholz, Ohio. It's about on hour drive to Pittsburg,Pa. and 3 hour drive to Cleveland, Ohio. We live out in the country. Please let me know where these poems came from. Very interesting. Hope I was some help. Have a blessed day. Margie Nighman
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From: Date: Fri, May 7, 2010 at 5:05 PM
Subject: found bottle
To: botticellimagazine@gmail.com
Hi, i found your balloon on the shore of Pine Lake in North Lima, Ohio. The poem reads "Many are inflated but never rise, the lost balloons in their eyes."
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