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life rises in a quiet ripple of breath
a whisper the world barely notices
soft weight of being held in trembling hands
shadows gather at the edges
teaching us the shape of endings
teaching us to listen
between birth and the last unspoken word
we walk a thin bridge of longing
each step a question the sky cannot answer
yet in the hush after fear
something small and radiant endures
the mystery that life and death share as one
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