Challenge
Challenge of the Week CXCIX
From being encased by uterine fluid to the bright light of day one: Write a poem about being born.
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Born
Small
Safe
Soft
Swimming
Brimming with anticipation of something unnamed
Squeeze
Spin
Shrinking
Sinking
Thinking first thoughts of wanting things to stay the same
Born
Bright
Bare
Bawling
Calling voices in ears too new to know their names
Blink
Breathe
Bask
Being
Feeling the edges of life, the joy and the pain