Rebirth

A child is born.
The child opens its eyes for the first time, and they are filled with wonder.
The child hears its first sound, and it is music.
The child feels love, and … remembers.

And then time passes.

The world that really isn’t exerts its pressure.
Wonder fades.
Music becomes cacophony.
And love continues on unrecognized.

An adult is born.
The adult has learned to keep its eyes shut.
The adult tunes out the music of life.
The adult searches for the love that is not really lost.

A voice is heard.
A question is asked.
An answer is found.

A child is born.
The child opens its eyes for the second time, and they are filled with wonder.
The child hears its second sound, and it is music.
The child feels love, and … remembers.

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