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Gentle whispers bloom,
Self-love, a delicate dance,
Heart's mirror reflects.
Embrace shadows vast,
Tender warmth weaves through each scar,
In my own arms, found.
Quiet soul whispers,
Love, a journey inward starts,
Embrace within, bloom.
Before we love others, we must love ourselves.
Thanks for reading my poem! I hope you enjoyed it.
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Murali
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