The Syllable.
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The first letters he enjoyed
The sound of alphabet he liked
The happiness was visible
In his little face, with anxiety
To know more, to study well
The mother's mind were full of memories
The first syllable, the best moment
The journey starts here, to the way of knowledge.
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