She whispers her thankful prayers
Into the wind.
Praying those around
Had been found unhearing.
She wills her words to sweep carefully away—
Amidst the northern winds.
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Author:
Ana Bella (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: August 27th, 2026 13:01
- Comment from author about the poem: I came up with the name a couple weeks before the lines really popped into my head and I hope it fits well.
- Category: Unclassified
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- In collections: A Map of Missing.
Online)
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