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As the chick nestled close to the mother hen, the warmth of her feathers soothed their restless heart. She whispered gentle lullabies, easing their worries. With every soft coo, the chick's eyes grew heavy and dreams began to dance. In the loving embrace of the mother hen, sleep found its way.
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