tree.

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the clouds, a rainy thunderstorm cackling from above.

tree.

the cold, hard desolate grounds from down below.

the small

tree

stands alone. all around it is darkness. the sun gives no life to the

tree.

the ground stays cold, and dry. the ground leaves the

tree

with nothing to help it.

regardless, the

tree

grows and continues to.

though the world seemed against the

tree

it grew.

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