A muffled hum,
a lullaby of blood,
a gentle, pulsing wave.
Warmth like a silken sea,
swallowing,
cradle and cocoon.
Light, a shifting dream,
a world beyond,
soft as spun wool.
Tiny limbs,
curled tight,
seeking rhythm,
an unknown dance.
The pressure,
a symphony of pushes,
a grand crescendo.
Then,
a sudden rush of cold.
Air, crisp and sharp,
a gasp, a cry,
a bursting into being.
Eyes, blurry at first,
then focusing,
on the kaleidoscope of colours:
sunlight,...
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