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The trees lined up for her. The sun paused her setting to cast a golden light for her arrival. Yet, she tiptoed from one shadow to the next. “I’m a little shy.” she whispered to the butterfly who landed on her shoulder. But then she tickled the wind and the butterfly flew off and there she was. And no one yet knew they had all missed the grandest entrance ever made.


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