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Intro. You are my world, my haven, my everything. My tiny lungs fill with air, and my cries, though they may seem small, are a symphony of urgent need. Every gurgle, every stretch, every wide-eyed stare is a question, an invitation to connect with you, Mama. I may be small, but my love for you is vast, a silent promise whispered in every sleepy sigh and demanding wail. I am yours, and you are mine.

Jasmine

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