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Front door
A journey into realms she had left unvisited for decades, a secret that was powerful enough to move the old woman to tears. Angela, the sun’s rays reflecting off her silver hair, reached her front door. A sense of satisfaction enveloped her as she looked at the bounty of apples she had collected, imagining the sweet, comforting aroma of the pie she would soon bake.
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