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Tears keep me warm like angel’s gentle touch
The moment a bouncing baby girl opened her eyes
Her whole body was wrapped with blood of love from the womb of the light of our home
The sound of the newborn wasn’t a form of noise but a mellifluous music like the beat of her heart
More than 270 days of stay inside my mother’s cozy sanctuary had reached its end.
The baby’s first cry, the greatest gift from God Almighty
Reminding her to be the family’s source of joy.
‘Twas me, one of His masterpieces, a miracle.
My first cry, my first stay in this world.