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I saw a beautiful tree and approached it

I thought it was a wonderful tree

It had many incredible parts

But slowly

The parts started to seem more and more unsatisfactory and simply boring

Just another tree

So we bagan to cut

Slowly at first

Starting with the limbs

But moving closer and closer to the trunk

But when we reached the trunk

We knew it was the end

The tree was going to fall

Its once beauty would die with it

The destruction was tedious and annoying

But we worked together one last time

To make sure the job got done

You'd like to thinkn that I cut down more

And I'd like to think you cut down more

However it was us

Together

That ended the beauty

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