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Tales of serenity #3

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The tree began as a Seed that travelled the world. It had seen the mountains. It had seen the houses and factories. It had seen the serenity and peace. But there was also war. War of pollution on nature. The Seed decide on a warm hill. It reached its roots down, down, down. The Seed grew into a small sprout. Over the years the Tree grew and grew, until it was a large oak tree. The Tree saw all the fields and plains and houses. It saw many children, as they liked its branches for climbing. The Tree grew wise.

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