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First Touch

A mixture of tears and joy when a little angel finally opened her eyes. A hero’s hands were waiting for a gentle touch through the freshly-made human body. The mellifluous sound of a newly born---her antidotal cry, hiccups, and yawns. The beats of her heart that brought out unconditional love. The current from a mother’s fingertips Crawling around the baby’s face radiating the warmest embrace. Until they reached tiny hands. One touch, tiny hands held back.

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