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Tiny travelers, unmarked by time,
Carving paths through lullabies and rhyme.
Soft as petals, yet profound as stone,
Carrying dreams not yet their own.
Each print whispers of journeys untold,
Of daring adventures, both young and bold.
Feet that will stumble, learn, and stand,
Guided gently by love’s steadfast hand.
Oh, precious feet, so fragile, so new,
The journey ahead, is awaiting you.
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