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UNHEARD CRY

THE UNHEARD CRY A Voice From the Womb, Silenced Before It Spoke, I was there. Not in the future. Not in a dream. Not in theory. I was alive. I felt warmth. I floated in silence. I heard a voice a woman’s voice your voice. You called me "my little one." You rubbed your belly gently, and my tiny soul rejoiced. In that darkness, I felt hope. Though I couldn’t see your face, I knew love was near.