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In a quiet forest, a mushroom grew without roots anyone could claim. It owned nothing, needed nothing—and still, it was full of joy.
A tired butterfly landed on its cap and whispered, “I’ve spent my whole life searching.”
The mushroom replied, “I stopped before I started.”
The butterfly stayed.
And for the first time, it didn’t feel like it was missing anything
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