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Once, there was this young, beautiful, and masculine tree. He is the center of all. He is the greatest one, for all the things that he have passed through, who could take away his crown?

He struggled among the heights of life as years passed by. Many people benefitted his use. He has felt used and mocked over time. His leaves should have feasted with the balance of waters and sun but all he got treated with is heat. All he has to hold on to was his root, his everything.

So as the day when younger trees was there, he wanted the very best for them. He wanted them to be very pleasing to the eyes, not like him, hardly abused, getting more uglier as he gets older. He protected them and gave them the balance of water and heat. They feasted as their flowers grow beautifully and their fruits hanging like a queen.

The once old beatiful tree has never been much happier in this life.

But as the young trees grow and grow, and as it beautifully shines, they pretend not to need the old tree. They became rebels refusing the help of the old tree saying that he knows nothing about being a beautiful tree. They said they could get it on their own; but they are wrong.

They never thought what it felt to say those bad things to the old tree. They never knew his story and there they are refusing to do or to accept those advices the old tree gave them. And so they began to wither, to get old and their leaves dropping, their beautiful bloomed flowers died, and their fruits were cut by people. They did not listen, they refused the good life that the old tree is giving them.

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