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Poem written for “Feeling the Light” poetry contest, Nette Onclaud, spsonsor, February 22, 2026.
Morning light spills softly, quiet hum in my chest~ Then, the stillness unfolds: a sparrow's wing, Your breath, this Infinite embrace.
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