Voice in the Wind.
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I awoke this morning,
and I stepped outside.
I called your name,
hoping the wind would,
carry the sound to you.
I whispered all my secrets,
hoping the wind would
carry the sound to you,
so you could know them all,
not just the bits and pieces,
I have told you.
I whispered my fears,
my hopes,
my reasons,
hoping the wind would,
carry them to you.
I whispered your name once more,
and the snowflakes began to fall,
taking my words to the ground with them.
