WingSpan Poetry Project

CULTIVATING EMPOWERMENT THROUGH POETRY

The Wishing Well

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I cast a coin into the deep
wishing well. Looking at the
bottom of the well, I saw my
other self, laughing at me
without compassion.

I’m alive, but that’s all, for
all my feelings seem gone.
As I continue looking at my
other self, I hear my heart
beat, then I feel peace and hope.

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