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There was once a little girl named Lily who loved all things pink. One sunny morning, she went out to the garden and found a basket filled with the most beautiful eggs. They were all shades of fuchsia, and some even had little dots on them. Lily was so excited that she ran inside to show her mommy and daddy. She wanted to make a delicious lunch wit

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