Embracing Gentle Whispers of Self-Care in the Quiet Spaces Within

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In the quiet of the morning’s light,
Where gentle whispers softly tread,
I find the peace within my heart,
A sanctuary where I am led.

The world may spin with endless haste,
Yet here, I pause and gently breathe,
Embracing moments, small and true,
In self-care’s arms, I find reprieve.

With every breath, I heal and grow,
A tender touch upon my soul,
Listening to the inner voice,
That guides me to become whole.

In this space, I learn to cherish,
The simple joys, the love I bear,
For in the care I give myself,
I nurture life with thoughtful care.

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