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She opened the battered wooden doors of the kindergarten on Willow Lane, greeted by a chorus of giggles and the soft patter of tiny feet. The walls, once a weary beige, waited for something brighter—something that could hold the laughter, the curiosity, the boundless love that seemed to pour out of each child like a waterfall of color.

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