Dear me,
You slipped into this world so quietly — not knowing whose arms would hold you, or what storms and light would unfold you. A room so small, yet your arrival stretched beyond walls.
No memories yet — only a heart finding its beat, a name softly whispered, tender and sweet. This moment plants the seed of every you to be.
From this breath, the count begins — one step to a thousand suns, toward futures you’ll chase, and selves you’ll someday face.
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