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It was the sight to behold! The tiny pink fledglings were nestled snuggly in their delicate bedding. Each one was covered in the most beautiful shade of pink, resembling a delicious candy floss dream. A light wind rustled through the branches, creating a tranquil ambiance that suited the enchanting scene. The Mystery of the Pink Eggs For weeks, v