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In the quiet of dawn, it began,
A whisper of life, a gentle span.
Soft as a breeze, tender and new,
A rhythm of hope, pure and true.
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A flutter unseen, yet deeply known,
A spark of love that quietly shone.
Through shadows long and mornings bright,
It kept me awake in endless night.
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Every beat a story, every pulse a song,
A heart learning where it belongs.
Through storms that shake and winds that tear,
It finds the courage to always care.
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Moments fleeting, yet etched in time,
This first beat echoes, soft, sublime.
A journey started, never apart,
Forever carried—the first beat of my heart.
About the Creator
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