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One Hundred Fifty One, Shadow and Reality..

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One hundred fifty one. 
Sixty seconds is forever.
Heartbeats are real, son. 

Shadow:
I just saw shadow.
She had to point out your nose.
Now I see your tiny face.

Reality
I believe you're there.
I did before little one
But now it's really real. 

As an expectant father, it seemed surreal to me until today. Obviously, there are signs that tell me that this is reality, but before today, the ultrasounds were grainy and I'd equate the kicks to an unknown etiology. But today, when the sonographer rendered your face in to something recognizable and I saw the way your heart beat? That was real. 

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