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First Breath

Nine months since the spell was cast
I come out of my shell at last
Set free from the heartbeat sea
More to life than just me
The sights, the smells, the touch, the sound
And mother dear
Upside down
My first day dawns in sudden shock

My first breath drawn on the clock

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