It starts with a tree. This tree was no ordinary tree. This tree supported living creatures. Fruit hung from the branches of the tree. Monkeys ate the fruit from the branches. Lions rested in the shade under the tree. Children climbed up the tree trunk. One day a lady came and picked fruit off the branches. The monkeys had no more use for the tree, so they went to find a new home. Soon the leaves were blown off by a man and his leaf blower. All the lions left to find new shelter. One day a man and his crew came, "This is the one." He said. Taking that as an order, the men chopped down the tree. Later the children came back, but left because nothing was there, only a stump. Years went by and the stump lost hope. Then one day a group of three little boys came by and played by the tree stump all day. Those boys came back day after day, but the stump knew one day the boys would never return. Years, months, days, hours, minutes, seconds went by before the three boys came back, but the tree stump was gone.
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