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In shadows cast by moon's soft light,
Where weary souls seek solace in the night,
Anya glides, a whisper in the breeze,
Her touch, a caress, so light and fair.
She finds the lost, their burdens vast,
With gentle words, their worries past.
Her voice, a song on moonlit air,
Mends broken hearts with tender care.
Though darkness lingers, hope takes flight,
As Anya's smile brings healing light.
She walks this path, her purpose true,
Until her soul ascends in view.
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Yasemin Yiğit Kuru
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Comments (2)
Piercing the soul, beautiful poem
Soulful poem!