
Once upon a time, in a peaceful forest, lived a little rabbit named Ricky. Ricky loved to hop and jump, but he always dreamed of soaring through the sky like the birds.
One day, Ricky saw a group of birds flying high above the trees. He wished he could fly with them. “If only I had wings,” he sighed.
A wise old owl, who had been listening, hooted softly. “Ricky,” he said, “you may not have wings, but you have something better: imagination.”
Ricky thought about it. “What can imagination do?” he asked.
“It can help you dream, create, and achieve anything you set your mind to,” the owl replied.
Inspired, Ricky started practicing. He hopped higher and higher, dreaming of the day he could truly fly. And though he never grew wings, he learned to leap and bound with such grace and agility that it seemed like he was flying.
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