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One day, a little boy saw a pine tree

He saw the pine tree during spring

He saw the loveliness of the tree

He saw the beauty beneath the dark bark and simple leaves

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One day, the little boy came back to where the pine tree is

He came back during summer

He came back with a flower, that he picked, on his hand

He came back telling the pine tree every little detail of his stories

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One day, the little boy was not able to visit the pine tree

The pine tree started to drop its leaves due to sorrow, and it's autumn

The pine tree waited for him

The pine tree waited until winter

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One day, the little boy visited the pine tree again, with little pieces of him this time

The pine tree stayed strong for him

The pine tree felt his warm hug and sweet laughter, yet he was nowhere in sight

The pine tree looked up the sky and heavens, and million pieces of him fell to visit

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One day, the little boy never returned, but gave the pine tree a gift

The pine tree received love and happiness from the boy

The pine tree knew that somewhere up there, the little boy would always visit

The pine tree knew that at least, someone got to see through the thick and dark bark, that someone actually loved her for who she is, not by how she looks