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Luna (just the beginning)

March 5, 2010

You came into the world blue-faced and barely breathing. 

I begged you to breath, to be with me.  I need you too. 

A tiny cry entered the heavy air, your cry. 

You are present, with me,

in my arms, against my breast. 

You are searching, for warmth,

reassurance, love, milk. 

I give you all that I can and I always will. 

My child of the moon, I will always give you what I can.

I am your mother.

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