Birth
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With a persistant push, I begin my journey to the world that exists beyond this womb.
By will alone, I plunge through the warm, moist darkness, fighting the ever-tightening grip of claustrophobia that assails me, as I struggle to reach the open air, that I sense is now so very near.
With a final thrust, I burst free of my imprisonment, and the fresh air of freedom fills my lungs for the first time, as I scream in anguish from the pain of my birth.
With precarious balance, I rise and stand, triumphantly gazing down at the now-vacant grave.
I taste the sweet air of the living world and smile with anticipation.
I am reborn, and I hunger.