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As Adaab returned to the enchanting garden, she felt a peaceful breeze brush against her cheeks. She sat under a blooming tree, appreciating the beauty around her. Birds sang sweet melodies, and butterflies danced in the air. Adaab whispered, "Thank you, nature, for reminding me of the joy of simple pleasures."
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