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I inhaled slowly as many scents filled my head. I could not hear and my eyes were sealed. I could feel warm bodies pressed against me. These were my siblings. A tongue lightly brushed over my back. My mother. I could smell damp earth and if I tilted my head up slightly, I could feel small strings tickle my nose. It was safe where I was. It was home.

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