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Wrapped in warm velvet magenta hue,
My pretty little cutie-pie, a soul anew.
Eyes closed, pinkish lips, a gentle sigh,
Innocent face in slumber reigns high.
Fingers curled, in a peaceful grasp,
A whispered prayer, a loving clasp.
Now, his world outside fades to hush,
Winter’s magic wraps him in a blush.
His curly hairs give, a serene delight,
A sleeping angel, pious and bright.
In dreams, may joy and love entwine,
Then wake up with a smile, so divine.
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