The Journey - 02
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The journey
Did not end here up,
After I was born.
Someone carried me
Back to my source -
My mother, the one
With the softest grip.
I was destined
To a new and
Thrilling experience.
She drew me closer -
closer to my heart
Were her bosoms-
The home of sweetness and
The sweetest nectar.
I felt a comforting warmth,
I needed most.
It made me happy.
It made me relaxed.
I felt safe.
A sphere of caring comfort
Encircled me and
Engulfed around.
What a bliss!
What a pleasure! !
I felt home.
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