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Birth

There he lay Smiling and giggling In the comfort of his cradle. His birth marking The birth of new possibilities The birth of new hopes. Ignorant of what Life holds for him, He thrives ahead. As he grows He unlocks new mysteries. Even falls sometimes But gathers courage To rise a bit more high. Uncertain he becomes Ambiguous he himself turns, But he learns to be himself. The more he learns, The less it appears. But he realizes each time, That life holds a lot more Still many pebbles Are left unturned. He realizes that His life has a purpose His birth had a purpose. He realizes that There's no wrong in breaking Because, he still Is a man in the making. -Vipin Pratap

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