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The Lost Duckling
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t was a bright spring morning at Willow Pond. The water shimmered like glass, and tiny ripples spread whenever a fish leapt for a bug. Mama Duck waddled out from the reeds, her soft brown feathers glistening with dew. Behind her, six fluffy yellow ducklings trailed in a perfect line.
“Stay close,” Mama Duck quacked. “We’re going to explore the other side of the pond today.”
