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Nestled deep within the grove, a sight most unusual awaited. A gathering of bright pink eggs lay scattered across the mossy ground, their shells shimmering like rose quartz. Each egg was perfectly round, and all bore the same shade of vibrant pink. This was no ordinary nest; this was a spectacle of natural wonder. The origin of these ovals remained

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