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High in humid canopy layers, a pregnant sloth clung serenely to a moss laced branch. Every measured movement conserved strength for the imminent birth. Descending only when needed for fresh shoots, she later tucked herself near a trunk hollow to deliver. With unhurried patience she guided the tiny newcomer, teaching careful climbs. Her gentle pace became a quiet lesson in presence, calm care, and enduring maternal devotion.
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