As I was standing next to the tree, it’s beautiful green and yellow leaves brushed against my skin. You can hear the little cicada humming their own lullaby.
When you breath in it’s pure air, you feel reborn.The tree grows bigger and bigger every day.In the night the tree glows brighter than the stars connected.
The tree would often grow medicine for the sick. The medicine does not come out like you normally see it. The medicine comes as a fruit.
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