Every moment is a fresh beginning.
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In the campus courtyard, students sat on benches, laughing over textbooks and passing a thermos of hot cocoa, while a breeze carried the scent of blooming jasmine from a nearby garden, and a bicycle bell rang as someone pedaled past, calling out a greeting.
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As the campfire crackled and popped, stories of ghostly legends and childhood memories were shared, their words mixing with the smell of burning wood and the distant howl of a wolf.
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