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Once, there was a tree…
And she loved a little boy.
And every day the boy would come
And he would gather her leaves
And make them into crowns and play king of the forest.
He would climb up her trunk
And swing from her branches
And eat apples
And they would play hide-and-go-seek.
And when he was tired, he would sleep in her shade.
And the boy loved the tree… very much!
And the tree was happy. But time went by,
And the boy grew older.
And the tree was often alone.
Then, one day, the boy came to the tree and the tree said: “I am sorry, but I have nothing left to give you. My apples are gone. I am sorry,” sighed the tree. “I wish that I could give you something, but I have nothing left. I am just an old stump.”